A Year of Firsts
I received a very special birthday phone call from my new Chattanooga family yesterday. My "Aunt" Pamela called me, with the rest of the family gathered around the phone. They wished me "happy birthday," and we chatted for a bit. It's an interesting experience hearing Happy Birthday from my birth father for the first time at 25 years of age. It was at that moment that everything that happened this past year became so crystal clear. I realized what a special year it's been, and the big developments that have been made. Just as I have embraced and accepted "my new family," my Chattanooga family has completely embraced their "new niece." The phone call was a welcome surprise, to add to an already wonderful day.