Feb 7th 1986

Today is my second birthday. No I was not born twice...but that would be really freaky/weird. Yuck. Today is the day my adoptive parents brought me home. It's my Adoption Day! Well, we consider this my Adoption Day, even though the official date is in November I believe. Feb 7th, 1986, my parents began my fostering process. This is the date on all of the video recordings that we have titled "Miranda", they have an assortment of court appearances/ church services (in which I am being held by my parents in front of their
church congregation on a hollow stage and I am given a "Baby's First Bible" which I promptly throw down to the ground with a loud bang...oops, didn't mean it =/ ) and "welcome home/ baby showers". My parents feel like this day is just as important (if not more important) as my biological birthday (as do I). I have only ever known life as being my adoptive parents child...and it has been wonderful from day 1. I only think of my adoptive parents as my parents and never even consider the situation I was in when I was born to my biological parents. Today is happy.