The Birth of Something New

Alright, so I'm back again. I'm never sure where to start when it comes to talking about my life. I feel like one story always leads to another. If you see me rant, that's why. Well, this time I'll start with my date of birth. I was born on August 2nd, 1989 in La Paz (municipality), La Paz (department), Honduras (country). My father's name is Jose' Victor Garcia Gonzales. My mother's name is Maria Auxiliadora Lopez Lopez. My birth name was Jose' David Garcia Lopez. Now, for those who know my name now, it's Jose'-David Robinson. Here's how my name was changed; well, my mother passed away when I was almost 2 years old. She passed away on February 20th, 1991. She was only 23 years old. I have yet to figure out the true reason she died. I've heard 3 different stories and one of the things I do before I die is find out the truth. Before I go on, I'll talk about the rest of my family at the time. From what I know my father was working and rarely around. I also know that he had more than one wife, and to this day I don't think I've met all my brother's or sister's. I do have a biological brother. My brother's name is Daniel, he is a year older and his birthday is in September. A half-sister from my mother's side passed away when I was 6 years old. She passed away because the family she stayed with didn't care for her when she had Chickenpox. The Chickenpox got worse and it was never taken care of so she passed away. At that time I was the youngest child on both sides. All I know, and remember is that I stayed with an Aunt of mine, Tia Armida. She cared for her own kids, myself and other cousins. There were more than 7 of us. My cousins helped take care of me and at that time I don't think my brother stayed with us. I don't remember being around my brother's or sister's as much as I can remember being with my cousins. Anyways, it was during this time that I met my new mother to be, Heather R.