Happy Adoption Day!!!

Today is my 23rd adoption day. 

26 years ago in June, my biological father was murdered.  My mother was left with a 2 year old (me), a 3 year old (my sister), and my 6 week old brother.  She is one of the strongest women that I know.  She survived the shock of losing a husband, a father to her children, and being thrown into single parenthood.  Three years later, she started dating the wonderful man that I call Dad.

On August 6th, 1988 my mom married my dad.  On December 13th, 1988 we legally became his children.  We already were, we had been calling him "dad" for months prior, but now, it was official.  We tacked on another (long) last name to our previous last name, and this wonderful man took full responsibility for raising us.  It hasn't always been fun, or easy, but he's done an amazing job.  He continues to blow me away with his unwavering love, and the amazing love he has for his grandkids.

I'm so blessed to have a father.  Not just the father I was born to, but a father who chose me, for better or for worse.