I hope you grew up kind.
I hope you laughed often.
I hope you found people who made you feel safe and a place that felt like home.
And I hope you always knew you deserved to be loved.
Most of all, I hope you never believed you were unwanted.
You were wanted from the very beginning.
If the people who raised you loved you well, hold onto them.
They are your family.
Nothing about learning where you came from should take away from the people who stood beside you while you grew.
Maybe it simply means you were lucky enough to be loved twice.
I wish I could have watched you grow.
I wish I could have been there for all the ordinary days and all the important ones.
