My Special Day

It's my Special Day today. My family is celebrating my 4th year with them. On this day, 4 years ago, my mommy held me and told me that my name is Trixie. It was the first time someone hugged me and I felt loved. It was the first day I felt like I belonged somewhere. My aunt remembers the day that Louie and I came into the family and she calls it our 'special day' because she feels that we're God's extra-special present to her and the family.