Not all children who are in the foster care system are adopted. As a child becomes older, his or her chances also become smaller. Siblings are often separated into different homes, sometimes depending on age or gender. However, when I was nine, I was adopted with my younger brother. Being adopted at that age allowed me to understand the happiness of holding a permanent place in the hearts of people I love, to recognize the blessing I was given with having the same foster and adoptive parents, and to appreciate being able to remain with my brother.
At the age of nine, I had an understanding of emotions. If someone grinned, I knew that person was happy or at least pretending to be, and if a person furrowed …show more content…
They had accepted me into their home two years before they adopted me, so we knew each other well. Not all foster children have this advantage. If they are adopted, the new set of parents may be unknown to them. Learning all of the likes, dislikes, and behaviors of adults in the life of a foster child is hard since the child has no real way of knowing how long he or she will know the foster parents. My parents decided to take my brother and me to Tombstone, Arizona, on the day we became a forever family. When we visited Tombstone after the adoption hearing, I realized that I could ask my mothers any question, and that they would not only answer it to the best of their abilities, but they would also not become annoyed with all my questions. They encouraged inquiries about the world around me. I remember asking about the school mascot painted on the side of a high school in Tombstone. My mom didn’t know what type of insect it was, so she asked a person who worked at a nearby gift shop. My view of life changed with this simple interaction on account of the fact that I knew some of my classmates’ parents would have told them not to ask questions, but mine had and do answer my questions as well as encourage me and my siblings to ask …show more content…
Similarly, the system isn 't always able to keep children in a single home for a lengthy period of time. My brother and I were lucky enough to not only be placed in the same home at the same time but also to have only lived in one other foster home separately prior to our now permanent one. I was never more grateful about anything than that because it meant that whatever happened to me would also happen to him. On the way home from Tombstone, Arizona, I reflected on the day I had experienced, and I perceived how what I had was special. My brother had fallen asleep since it had been a long day, and the car was quiet. It was the perfect time for me to contemplate my life. I knew not to take my relationship with my parents for granted. I had been sure that the second I did, my life would no longer be filled with the joy and stability I had experienced. I saw I could now release my fears of not being accepted, feeling free to create new bonds after I was adopted. I realized that my goals in life at the time of being a lawyer or an actress could be improved. My new goals made that day were to simply make sure that whatever life I decided to create would provide me with the opportunity to help other people achieve the level of elation I had felt multiple times that