I sometimes wonder what my life would be like if I was not adopted. I imagine it would be very different. I was abandoned on the steps of a building in Seoul Korea, and brought to an orphanage where tens if not hundreds of other babies sat, waiting for their chance to be chosen. Why me? Why did my parents pick me? I guess I never got old enough to really be curious about it, and now I will never know for sure. When I am asked "where are you from", I get to say "NY" without skipping a beat. For that, I feel lucky. Happy 235th Birthday USA - thank you for giving me hope.
If you think you're lucky, think of all the people whose lives you've touched along the way. We are really the lucky ones! <3
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