At a Cinco de Mayo part last weekend I talked to a couple who are the unofficial grandparents of a child adopted from Ethiopia. The child has a 13-year-old brother still in Ethiopia who the parents and working on adopting as well. When friends ask the mom if she knows what she’s getting into, she responds with, “No, I don’t know what I’m getting into. But I know it’s the right thing to get into.”

While that comment rings especially true with adoption, I think it’s often true in a broader sense. How can we know what we’re getting into half the time? But if we’re getting into the right stuff, it doesn’t matter.