My biological family was a wreck. My mom and grandfather both had drinking problems and my mom had been a drug addict. I pretty much never saw my mom and even if she was around her deadbeat boyfriend wasn’t far behind. From what I could see, he was a troublemaker. I didn’t have the support, love or care that a child needs to grow up to their full potential, someone saw the danger of me and my siblings being there and removed us.
My first foster home was a couple, they had one son of their own and two other foster kids. When they first got us they talked about something called a church and I had never heard of it before, I hadn’t seen one as far as I knew and I never set foot inside of one. Our foster parents made sure all of our needs were taken care of, even when it was
…show more content…
We drove for a couple hours and then stopped for dinner at sunset at McDonalds. Julie took lots of pictures of and with us. We were happy, I hadn’t seen a Claire smile in so long, and it was clear that they cared about us. After dinner we got back in the car and drove the rest of the way to their house. When we go there the three kids greeted us happily. They gave us Shining Stars, and Webkinz. I saw how much they loved their kids and how their kids respected and loved them as well. Their youngest daughter helped me make accounts for both of the toys they had given me. When the weekend was over we had to go back to our foster home, I knew that this wasn’t goodbye for ever, that we would be back. In a way I already felt like the Chambers were my new family.
We finally moved in with the Chambers before the adoption date. They taught us so many different things. They showed us love and taught us to return it. They taught us to be kind and to do things for others. Julie showed me that it’s okay to not always be perfect, that it’s okay to fail. Because no matter what, she will always love me for