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Call me a nutter, but I feel lucky to have grown up with the parents I did. They were my birthparents, they loved me, and they showed it . . . for the most part (long story).
It doesn't matter how one got the parents that bring them to adulthood. If there's love, guidance, and companionship, it's lucky and we should be grateful God (or whatever you worship) sent those people into our lives. It could have been so much worse.
I agree with posters who said that you should not tell someone their lucky. If what I say above is what is happening in their lives, they'll know it. They may not word it, but they know it.
David
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