How did I get so lucky?

I often wonder to myself, how did I get so lucky?  I don't often use the word "lucky."  I have never really believed in luck.  But in this case, luck is the best way to describe my situation.  God has blessed me with such an awesome family.  I am so undeserving of this.  There are so many people in this world who do not have the family support or family love that God so graciously gave me.  Why did he chose to put me in a family where it has been so "easy" for me to grow up knowing who God is and never having to worry about having my needs met.  I will be the first to admit that I was spoiled growing up.  My parents worked hard for what they have and they made sure that me and my siblings had everything we needed and then some.  My parent's will put our needs way before theirs.  Now, I am not trying to paint us as a perfect family because by no means is that the case.  I was still a typical teenager who mouthed off and thought I knew everything by the age 13.  I am just now realizing and apologizing for the way I acted and some of the things I did in my younger years.  I was/am so undeserving of the wonderful family that I have.

Not only do I have awesome parents, but I have the most awesome sister and brother.  I am the middle child, so naturally I have the, "middle child syndrome."  (Although no one believe's there is such a thing, except for all the middle children in the world.)  My older sister is someone who I look up to more than anything.  Honestly, I think the definition for sisters should be, "your worst enemy and your best friend."  When we were younger, the way we communicated was basically arguing for the most part.  I think being so close in age, being in competition with each other was only natural.  I am pretty sure that my sister, Janet, has heard me say, " I am never going to speak to you again!" come out of my mouth over a billion times.  Now, I can hardly go a day with out talking to her in some way weather it be email, phone or gvideo.  I can honestly say that she is my best friend and I would do anything for her and I know she would do the same for me.

I also have a brother who is one of the best guys I know.  I still have a hard time with him being 17.  I still want to imagine him as the 3 year old who I used to play with.  I remember when we were younger, I used to play all kinds of tricks on him.  I will never forget hiding his spider man in the air vent and finding it years and years later.  And the one time I told him he was left on the porch by Egyptians and he actually believed me.  He doesn't fall for those pranks so easily now.  He may be 5 years younger than me but he is also someone I look up too in so many ways.  He has such a great sense of humor and personality.  He is also a very talented runner.  He has been doing track and cross country since he was in the 7th grade.  He plans on going to college on a track scholarship.  College's are already sending him stuff wanting him to come to their school and he is only a junior.  I am so very proud of the man he is turning out to be!

My wonderful, crazy family! 

I am so lucky to have the family that God has given me.  They support me in whatever I do and stand behind me 100%.  They only want what best for me.  There are so many people in this world who do not have the family unit that I have.  It is so heart-breaking for me because I did nothing to deserve such a wonderful family.  That is probably why God placed adoption so heavily on my heart at such a young age.  From the time I was 13 or so I would always say that I wanted to adopt one day.  I hope to one day give a child the kind of lifestyle my parents sacrificially gave to me and my siblings.  I am so thankful and blessed to have such an awesome family!