I was born into an abundance of blessing disguised in tragedy.
Youngest of five in poverty stricken Louisiana.
Missing father on the run in a stupor
A mother who had been a child bride of a man with daughters from previous marriages.
In old time Catholic circles, not a bride at all.
The churches blessings did not fall on divorces without official Vatican annulments of previous obligations.
I was the perfect candidate for back alley abortion, yet I was born and lived somehow until God saw fit to transfer me to another field.
A five month old screaming infant is not always a welcome sign.
Left upon the doorstep of a half sister from a previous marriage does not always breed patience or warm feelings.
The father had been found in gutters and in need of recovery.
The mother had to make a choice to save him.
The half sister could not take the stress.
In dark of night, I was placed in the care of the younger half sister.
The ultimate abandonment became the ultimate blessing.
Dumped on a second doorstep, I found a stable home.
Such a miracle for a small and helpless baby with no legs to stand on.
I was the child of the other woman who had taken my half sisters father away, yet she took me in even when her older sister would not.
I was welcomed by a man who had no biological tie to me.
I was shown the true meaning of adoption by two people who had no reason to obligate themselves to me.
I became an only child that day.
Had I not been told of my adopted parents and allowed to know them, I would never have realized I was not a biological happening in that home.
I never understood the magnitude of the beginnings of my life until I was much older.
The sacrifices made so I could live in a poor family determined to give me the world.
Blessings in pennies falling to the earth from a heavenly father who knew where I should be and the path I would travel to arrive at my destination.
My biology does not determine who I am in the present because my environment welcomed me and made me its own.
Today, I will place flowers on the grave of the man who was my Daddy.
Who took me in as surely as God grafted me into the tree of life the day I was saved.
I will walk with the half sister turned Mother who gave me all she had to give and gave up everything she could to give me more.
Today, I will count my blessings in duplicate and say thank you for every little blessing that comes my way.
Like faith in mustard seeds, so are the largest of miracles packaged.
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APTP
Prompt: What surges through your viens?
I am the lucky child of 2 sets of parents, both equal blessings in the full scope of things. Had it not been for my biological parents, I would never have existed to experience the love of my adoptive parents.
Who are my real parents? I have four. Two mothers, two fathers. One set of parents gave me life. The second set insured that I was able to live it. What surges through my veins? The love I have been shown.
Written July 28th, 2006
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Oh. This is a really nice little piece that you have going on here. I like it!
It was a great little story poem that told an amazing tale of your life. You are very lucky indeed to have found such wonderful people and know the love that you have. It was such a great tale. You did a good job of expressing yourself here.
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wow.
this all really happened? like really, that's the true story of your childhood? cause if it is that's major.. wowness
and you're like, still a normal person. well not in a bad way. but like when stuff like that happenes to people i know... they turn like REALLY different. you know what i mean.
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outstanding
First of all, I can relate to the catholic church annulment thing. It's pretty twisted I think. I had to go before priests when I was 19 and answer their question about why my parents marriage should have never been. I told them I couldn't find any reasons because to do that would mean I have no meaning and no excuse for being alive. So I told them that and as i stood to leave I informed then that in the best interest of heaven and all that is holy, please kiss my ass.
I don't care much for poetry/prose. But this was one in a million. There was nothing I was confused by and it was as if it was a story being told to your grandchildren when they asked you how much you love them. You told it in a straightforward and unobtrusive way, with a philospohical tenderness we dont see often.
And finally, for you to have endured what you have and not only taken it in stride, but found something beautiful to build a life on is nothing short of a miracle. People get screwed up for a lot less. I would applaud your strength, but it seems your grace and poise did more for you.
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My soul surged through this. I too, amt he chld of two sets of parents. One father who sailed away so another coudl provide. One mother who suffered the pangs of birth to give me rbeath and another to make sure I kept brething. I too found my first family. I, too, know that, somtimes, the greatest gift a mother can give is a new lease on a necesssary life.
I, too, know that life of a two-parented child can be fraught with stumbling blocks of a sense of abandonment, rejection, loss, but knwo that if we happen to find our way up and ovr them, or around them, life becomes ever so much fuller.
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This was totally amazing. I had to read it through twice before I could finish the last line because tears flowed with each word. I don't care how you got here, Sister, but you are definitly a keeper!
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I don't know what to say on it; it definitely is a very nicely penned starter.
Format: 7
Imagery: 8
Lit. Tools: 5
Message: 8
I really feel as though I was able to much better and more clearly know you through this.
Parameters/ Creativity: 7
Fluidity: 6
Enjoyment: 7
Length: 6
Uniqueness: 8
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I agree... this is very soulful... or FULL of soul
I enjoy this challenge so much... and I must admit that I miss working with you as a team... Anyways... I wish you the very best in the judging 
Be blessed,
Mel
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Mud man is right - reveling....
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I have to say, this is one of the most revealing writes of this season, J has a way of making us ponder who we are and where we've been. It happened to me in a different season with an emotional draining write from my past. Although it was hard to write and share with others, it provided a therapy for me that I sorely needed. I am glad you shared this with us and I am so happy for the woman that is you. The thing about unconditional love that always gets to me is, that it always seems to come around again for others. And that's what true love is all about.
hugs and peace wonderful lady
someone, somewhere is smiling down on you
and I know you'll be smiling back
Muddy -
OH MY GOODNESS WYNETTE.
THESE ARE TEARS OF JOY! Really, this is wonderful and you got so personal with this. Showing your soul makes for honest writes, and this is the kind of stuff I like.
Edited on Jul 28, 8:32 because 'grammar was a little off.
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