Photo Album

I was helping mom put photos in the album while we listened to my favorite Disney C.D. She was humming along to herself when I pulled out a picture of her getting off of an airplane with a tiny baby in her arms and daddy at her side. "Whose that?" I asked, puzzled. She explained that the baby in the picture was me, and that it had been a very special day because they had just gotten me from the lady who had me. Though I didn't fully understand what she was talking about, it didn't matter because I saw pure joy and love on both of their faces in the picture and knew it didn't matter where I'd been before that moment.