Dear Mom and Dad,

I know I may not show it all the time, but I love you two more than you know. I was all alone in this big world, and you brought me into your home and called me yours.

And that's all I could ever want or need in this life.

You two saved me in all the ways a person can be saved.

You gave me a roof to laugh, to run, to cry, and to sleep under. You both gave me a hand to hold and a shoulder to lean on. You gave me structure with understanding that allowed me to grow up to be the person I was always meant to be.

Thank you for allowing me to follow my dreams.

Thank you for never having to sit me down for the "You're adopted" talk. You didn't keep that a secret from me ,and I cannot express the gratitude I have toward you for that.

Thank you for not hating me when my abandonment issues have a way of sneaking out. Like whenever I get dumped and think I don't deserve to be loved. Or tolerating my mood swings, too, for that matter.

Thank you for being my parents, my best friends, and my siblings all in one package. I'm sorry that we fight sometimes, but when you're an only child and don't have brothers or sisters to fight with, you two become the target. But that doesn't mean I don't respect you guys or that I love you any less. In fact, it makes me love you more because it taught me to fight for what I believe in.

Thank you for everything you do for me from, "I noticed you were low on money, and I know you get paid in a few days but he's some gas money," to "There's a couple of jars of that cheese dip for you in the pantry," because you remember how obsessed I am with that one brand and can eat an entire jar in one sitting like Pooh Bear and his pot of honey.

Thank you for letting me talk to you about my passion for writing and letting me force you to binge-watch all nine seasons of "How I Met Your Mother."

Thank you for introducing me to God and allowing me to build his and my relationship together on our own time. I know he brought us together for a reason.

Thank you for never once making me feel like I was anything other than yours. Sometimes I forget I'm not yours by blood because I'm head strong like you, Dad, and I look like you, Mom. But as you always told me, "You didn't grow under my heart, but in it."

Thank you for teaching me everyone in this world deserves love.

Thank you for teaching me that I deserved love, too. When I was born, I only had myself, but now I have you guys.

We are the three amigos. The three musketeers. The terrific trio.

Sometimes dysfunctional, but always a loving and protective little family.

And I wouldn't have it any other way.

I love you infinity times infinity.

Sincerely,
Your Daughter