Part 2

A sister (age 4) and two brothers ( one was 2, the other 5) sitting, rather standing on the porch of the adoption agency not knowing what was about to happen.

A couple arrives and takes the 2 year old, he cries for his sissy as she cries for him. Where was he going and why were they taking just him? They hadn’t been apart, what was this about!  The car is gone, she and the oldest brother wait. The older has anger in his eyes, she has tears in hers.  The older brother has vowed to protect her- no matter what!

As little as she was, his words brought her comfort. Now it’s their turn to go, oh what a day it has been.

Well, they are smiling and look very kind (but we are still nervous). They have come to take us home, is it really? We will see what happens, I like them. He sings a lot and she cooks and reads and their 2 sons are pretty nice too.  We have a dog, she’s pretty!

This is going to be alright, our foster mom works at a school and so does the baby’s so we will get to see him- well, we were supposed to but that didn’t pan out because his foster parents got scared that he would be taken so they ran away with him.  Seems we will be here for a long time, they love us and want us- really want us! Awesome right???

I suppose it all started here......

Many years ago there was a couple who (unfortunately for them) didn’t do what was in the best interest of their children. After having chances to step up and do right by the children, the state came in and basically said ENOUGH!

To hear the couple tell it (21 years later when we met); it was not like that…blah blah blah! However the court documents say something completely different and well, the children choose to believe the trail of hearings and CPS involvement rather than the couple who just couldn’t stop making bad choices. Of course drugs and alcohol will do that to you- you know, distort your memory and make you forget what really happened so I don’t guess that they are completely to blame for their different story as to what really happened. Oh who am I kidding, yes they are!

So carrying on, the state placed us several times- I don’t really remember this as I was not even 4 yet. When I think back on this now, as I write it, I get sad. What child is placed multiple times before they are even 4 years old? I suppose it happens often, heartbreaking really!

When the “bios” finally messed up enough and didn’t show for court etc., the courts placed us with a private agency.  This is where the real story begins…

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