Friday, August 1, 2008

I love my family and God.
I am sorry that I am, sometimes, I am mean
but I forgive the people that hit me
I love God the best.
Sometimes you wonder if things are getting through; and sometimes you find out.
The above note was written by my five-year old daughter a few days ago after we had put her to bed. We found it taped to our bedroom door.

About Me

I refer to myself this way because I am a parent who has adopted children AND I am an adopted child of God. Maybe not the most clever, but it works for now.