Tomorrow is an important day for our family. It's the day a judge signed a paper that gave your daddy and me the legal right to be your parents. It's the day we said goodbye to other people telling us what was good for you, the day we were finally able to start helping you heal.
You are such a neat kid. You have spunk. You are strong willed. You have an awesome sense of humor. Your smile lights up a room. You are a daredevil, you are willing to try almost anything. You get these looks on your face, and I know exactly what that brain of yours is up to. I know every bit of you. You are my child.
It's been a long two years. The road has been rocky. There have been moments when I question everything, and moments that I couldn't imagine anyone else loving you as I do. You have fought hard to not be loved. You were taught from a very early age that you couldn't trust or depend on anyone. You learned that people hurt. You learned that love hurts. Those wounds scab over and we have to take a scrub brush and remove everything right down to the bone, because if we didn't you would never be able to survive in the real world. It's so hard for people to understand, even those who love you. They don't quite get the depth of the pain you carry, and how the littlest thing can make you feel like your heart is being ripped out. I need you to understand this though - we will never leave you. We are forever. You are ours, and we are yours.
The day we adopted you is the day our family became complete. And one day, one day, you will be able to feel just how much you are loved.