Seven years ago yesteday...

my dad adopted us.

I know a few of you know the story. Maybe some of you don't.

After a long and painful divorce and a few years of struggle with my biological father, he gave up his parental rights. All the things leading up to it were really hard. But right away, my then step-dad (who I'm proud to call my dad) sacrificed so much, and adopted me, my sister, and my bother. I was given a new dad, a new name, and a picture of Christ more real than anything I had ever seen before. (He's also the one who helped me understand what it meant to have a relationship with Christ.)

I love my dad so much and I hope I can be as generous and supportive to my kids as he is to me.