Autobiographical

Listening to your heartbeat,
Makes me happy.
People are always assuming  
awkward attributes  
about adopted kids.
We are like everyone else,
except for one thing.
We are happier.
I have learned to appreciate my family.
We fight like normal families,
we make up like normal families,
we do everything like a normal family,
except for one thing.
We love more.
Our fights are intense,
our makeups are sweet,
and our love,
our love is never ending.
It goes on for miles.
Adoption has taught me about life.
It has put me through incredibly tough times.
It has taught me about so much,
sexual abuse, alcoholism, drug addiction.
Bad choices made by adults
around a young girl.  
But it has also taught me how to help others.
Others who have been in my shoes,
of not knowing who to trust  
and who to love.
People come to me
and ask me
if I know
my “real” parents.
I just laugh.  
Because what is the definition  
of “real”?
Is it who was there,
in the beginning?
Or is it who has has been with you
every other step of the way?
I used to think
just like those people.
That “real” parents were the ones
that I was birthed to.
But now I have a better understanding  
of the word “real”.
It is the people that put up with your faults,
and are there for your accomplishments,
the ones that kiss you goodnight,  
and hug you in the morning.
Even now, I can’t believe how lucky I am  
to have a life so full of love and laughter.


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