From my 12th year up I didn’t have what most would call a “normal” family. Tossed into foster care, like so much unwanted garbage, with my two siblings our lives were tumultuous to say the least. The day we went into foster care we were allowed to gather a large trash bag of our belongings. I can vividly recall my bag ripping and spilling my books, my most treasured possessions, everywhere. We were then escorted to a black sedan with a Michigan DHS sticker on the side. My father kissed us each goodbye. With wet cheeks all around, we got into the car. The drive to Kids First, a temporary placement, was the longest ride I had ever experienced. In reality it only took about 25 minutes but between listening to the small talk of the social worker and …show more content…
The staff really seemed to care and helped me move past my anger. Some of the staff members had been through the foster care system themselves. These people were especially helpful to me, because it showed me that there was life after all of this. Having hope that I had so desperately been missing was, to this day, the biggest turning point of my entire life. I know how depressing this all sounds but it was this event that would shape the rest of my life. This one huge obstacle that turned me into the person I am today. Wife, mother, student, volunteer, among so many other things. This taught me what my family meant to me something I took for granted before. It has shaped the way I treat those I care about because you never know how long they will be with you. My relationship with my siblings has been repaired and is stronger than ever even though they live far away. My family is my everything and they feel it every moment we are together whether by phone or in person. Being a foster child myself has led me to become a mentor to other foster kids. Have had 4