Birthday Bash

I'm the kind of person who will remind you the day after my birthday that its coming up again soon, the following year. I go on about it every day until the actual day a few months before, and now its nearing the time. So I made a very cute invite to my family for a birthday roast dinner. I always have expectations for my birthday which generally seem to disappoint me, and they aren't present expectations, they are people expectations. I have narrowed down the reason and its pretty simple-I don't have many friends.

Wait, erase that, I have friends, I have lots just not really ones I chat to everyday or go out with on the weekends. Unfortunately getting into cheffing lead my private life a stray, and now it seems, I am left with few, if any real friends. Ah, I always have kyle and his parents friends, but as long as I have family its fine. Those are the most important people in your life. That's why i have it tattooed onto me, 'family' just on my hip pretty much.

Regardless of how you may fight, or at some points maybe even not speak, my family has been there for me through a lot, and i couldn't have asked for a better family. I couldn't have been chosen by a better family. You know some families aren't as fortunate as mine. Usually a mother pushes out, or gets cut open and its a boy/girl. My parents came to look at me in the hospital and said - yep, we'll take her. I was adopted at two weeks old, expressing the love I have for my family would never be able to be written, sung, or any other form of wording. I was chosen by them, and I believe whole hearted that on that day we both received the greatest gifts of our lives.

I received a family, and they received yet another responsibility, I was not part of another three children, I was loved, clothed, sheltered, schooled,disciplined, and mainly accepted. Life without my family is unimaginable. God knew what he was doing there.

Love is such a gift, and I have so much to give.
And on my birthday I remember every year I just remember, its not about the people that pitch, or the presents I get, Its not even about the food I eat. Its about the fact that I have a family and they love me. And they CHOSE me, on the 2nd of May 1989.

Take Care,
AbiD