My most cherished childhood memory...

I think my best memory was the day I met my family.  I had been in the adoption areas for over a month, almost two, and I either never got anyone to look at my card or the people I matched with never got back to me or dropped out.  Eventually I matched with my mommy and daddy.  We spent a lot of time talking and by the end of the trial week, we were really close.  I dunno if I'll ever leave them and I never want to.  Even when my sister is a brat, it's family, and I love them.