Rainbow Tribe

I spent memorial day weekend with two moms, eight kids, five dogs, and five cats. The kids were all shades and mostly adopted. The two women at the head of the household had a habit of bringing kids home.  Their stated reason was simple: there's always more love to give.  I watched in amazement.  It was the fullest household I had ever seen and it was the home of David's niece. The kids were his "flowers" (ages 6 to 20) and he insisted I meet them with the camera.

The discussion was lively and real. Race and ethnicity was the subject of the day. I sat and listened as the rainbow tribe recounted the ridiculous situations they had confronted as a family that defies conventional classifications.   I was hooked. The siblings represented every stereotype, personality, and disability but the love was authentically blood.  The motley crew was a perfect complement to David's personality.  He was in his element surrounded by his flowers. We finished off the evening with David on the piano and everyone singing. It was a memorable day.