I was born today, forty-eight years ago. It is proper, I think, to give thanks to the two people who made that event possible and who taught me the lessons I needed to give me the fortitude to make it to today.
I have heard horrible, terrible stories about friends' childhoods and the lack of loving parents, or, at least, parents who let their own demons take over the love they had for their children and led them to make lasting mistakes. I hear these stories and I think about the generosity of heart that my parents had. They were fine and good folk.
To Francis Xavier Martin and Dorothy Leona Koretzky - I love you both, I miss you both, and I am so grateful to be your daughter. Thank you.