"My kind" or ("Your kind")

I am a little bit saddened by this phrase...
The first time I remember hearing this and that it really bothered me was during the Olympics with Gabby.
The only thing anyone could talk about after this incredible athlete won 2 gold metals was her hair. I was reading an article about how she was being made fun of and the worst part about her being made fun of was that she was being made fun of by "her own kind."
I was a bit startled by that phrase.  My thoughts are this, I want "my kind" to be people who think like me, who have the same morals as I do, who are striving towards the same goals...I don't want "my kind" to be people who look like me. I want it to be a matter of the heart, not the physical appearance.
I have a dear friend, who we think of as my daughters second mother. I love her dearly.  She is struggling with this same phrase.  She is a wonderful, kind, God fearing woman and "her kind" is just that. People who are WONDERFUL, who are KIND and LOVE GOD. She doesn't need to go searching for someone who has the same color of skin as she does, or someone talks the same way as she does to fit in. She fits in right here...in my heart. In my daughters heart.  We love her and miss her so much.  She is "MY KIND."
I hope in the future, when this phrase is spoken, people will speak of characteristics that come from inside a person and not characteristics on the outside.

I love you!!!  And you know who you are.

12-12-12

 

To Celebrate 12-12-12 I took the kids on an adventure to do 12 things:

 

 

First we went to the Dollar Store,

 

Next the kids gave out 12 hugs to their mom, this is Kaydee and her mom.

 

Then it was off to see Lexi at work,

 

then the park, swing 12 times, slide 12 times,

 

Then we went to GG's work to see her...

Then of course we had to see Emily at work too, while there, we had ice cream...

So we counted it.

The kids wanted to go to the car wash, that was number 8. I wrote an 8 on the van, but I don't know if you can see it.

 We decided to go check out the progress of the Payson Temple as number 9.

 

While there, I had the kids wave to people as their 10th thing to do.  Sam got into that one the most I think.

                                      
We got stuck in the round about 12 times, that was a little risky and I felt sick, but we made it...

And finally they wanted to do a Chinese firedrill, however, I am a chicken, so they had to wait until we were back on our road to do that.