My life starts as an ongoing race in reality. The start to me is being adopted at an age that i wasn't sure where i was about to go and how my new life was going to be. Sitting in a long wooden bench listening to a man say who my new mother is. Looking over to my side is my blood brother and sisters wondering the same thing as me.Putting all my belongings in a room that is so lit up with love made my mind jump.In other ways ,living in this home was the emotional blessing that God has stamped in my heart.My worst experience was the hurt from my childhood past and I've learned to love,forgive and heal because of the outcome of it all.But most importantly, i have family, friends, and above all, God.The end of this time line is being a child of God.
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