More than three years ago, I didn’t know I am capable of loving someone who’s not even of my own blood. Sure, I was considering the notion of adopting in the future. I still do, by the way. But then instead of adoption, an alternative rolled out in front of me… taking care of a little kid of a neighbor’s.

She’s been with us since she was a little more than a year old. She lights up our lives. In fact, my sister teases me that she’s my favorite. Well, she’s a sweet little kid who can shower you with so much affection that it could melt your heart away.

I just hope that she never changes.

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