When the Lord created me, there is no doubt in my mind that he didn’t send me to earth without an instructional kit.
They say we can’t choose the families we are born into. Somehow, The Almighty saw it fit to provide me with both a mother and father, who are more than equip for the tedious task.
I ask, how can two people love and care for me so much?
How do they deal with my constant injuries? attitude? and moods?
My parents, in spite of the imperfections are nonetheless,the perfect parents for me. I couldn’t imagine myself growing up in anyone else’s arms.
I Thank you for their unconditional love and support.