An Open Letter to My Adoptive Parents

Dear Mom and Dad,
My earliest memory was when I was 3. Both of you were there for my first day of school. Dad made a huge breakfast of eggs, bacon, pancakes, and chocolate milk while Mom got me ready for my big day. After breakfast, we all got in the car and drove to school, and I remember you both watching me as I took a seat.
When I was 5, Dad taught me to ride a bike. He held on to the seat while he pushed me and we both cheered when I managed to balance myself for about 5 seconds. I scraped my knee and cried. Dad…

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