Adopted at 3 weeks old

I had no idea when I was born that two miracles had taken place, it wasn't til years later I found out what a true blessing I was. First I was given the gift of life and then I blessed beyond measure the family who chose to accept me unconditonally and call me there very own.
I was born in a local community hospital to a mom and dad whom at the time had made a mistake and realized after getting married that it wasn't going to work. My mom was 17 and my dad 23 and they were together for only a very short time. They had since dissolved their relationship and went separate ways even though they were still married at the time of my birth. My dad had no idea I was even a girl and when the birth took place reluctantly signed the adoption papers with a heavy heart having no idea that our paths would ever meet again.
My adopted family took me home and was thrilled to be parents which was something they had often thought about, but never realized would happen as they had tried unsuccessfully and then realized my adopted dad(whom I'll call Edward) could not have children. Edward and my adopted mom(whom I'll call Frances) were such loving parents and they absolutely adored me, my whole family did. I was what you would call spoiled and I had such an awesome childhood. I never even new that I was adopted til I was 8 years old and a friend told me what I already suspected where I had found some papers with sketchy details jotted down by Edward and in a hat box in Frances's closet.