Let me say thank you. You guys have been there for me since I was a little girl. You have supported me in every endeavor, and I am even a spitting image of one of you. You guys have made my life into the adventure it has been, and I'm so glad you guys are stuck with me until the end.

Growing up with two families might seem like it’s a lot. People always asked if I liked one side better than another, but it’s not true. Sure, it was difficult at times. For example, sorting out the times when you would see your dad, and then when was the next time to see your mom.

It was stressful, and sometimes jealousy kicked in. Friend’s parents never got a divorce, and they didn’t understand how it was to come from parents that were divorced; or to have two separate families. No one really understood. But having two families was the best experience to ever happen to me.

My parents got divorced when I was a young child, and it has been the only life that I know. I’ve always had two different homes, my dad’s and my mom’s. It was kind of cool. I had different clothing at each home, different toys, things to do, and friends. It was like having two different worlds, and they could be different. Even with moving around the world, both parents were there for me growing up. I still had the support system that every young girl needs. I had my dad when I needed him, and same with my mom.

Then one day, my dad married a women. A women that I have grown to love, and accept as my other mom. She has helped raised me, and helped me become the woman I am going to be. Maybe it wasn’t always great from the start, but then again, I was a teenage girl. But she still always stood next to me. But it didn't stop there.

My family grew. I just didn’t have just one family anymore; I was connected to another family. Hers. Her family included me into their lives, just as quickly as she included me into hers. They have been major influences in my life.

Also my mom married another man. A man that has always been there for me if I needed help. Would answer my phone call, and know if something was wrong with me. If I ever needed anything I would be there. And his family welcomed me into their family. Now my family wasn't just two families combined, it was three. Never thought my little family of four, would grow to be this big.

People always ask if my two parents get along. And the answer is yes. We celebrate birthdays, Christmas, and other holidays together. We are a family and we are one. We might not all get along at certain times, but what family does? How did I get so lucky with a family like this? I am amazed. I wouldn’t have guessed that this would happen to me.

I am thankful for my parents. They have taken steps that were hard for themselves and were still able to love life. They have raised my brother, and myself and have helped shaped us into the young adults that we are becoming. Without their help, I do not know where I would be. But what I am most thankful for is my family. We are one big family. We are all over the world, and I know that if anything happened, they would support each other. I love you guys!