One Last Goodbye
My sister and I are smiling posing for a picture, well at least my sister is, while I on the other hand am sticking my tongue out looking who knows where. I don’t remember much about this day, but how much can you really expect a 4 year olds brain to retain? I do remember us being closer than ever though, she was like my best friend…actually she was my best friend. We were meeting up the last time before our adoptions were finalized. In the background is our social worker, he worked so hard to throw us such a great last visit and get us adopted to great families.
I was born in Bridgeton, New Jersey on October 4th, 1997. I was shortly after placed into the foster system at the age of 2 years old. I have no memory of my parents except for me once getting a homemade hair cut from my birth father during one of our family visits and coming home to my foster family and them hating it. My parents weren’t murdered, die a horrible death, some strung out …show more content…
I also remember before that my social worker picking me up and taking me to my sister school, she came out of the school and she showed me her cheerleading routine and gave me a teddy bear. After that we hugged got in the car with our social worker and drove us to the social workers office.
I remember the social workers office being extremely cold. When we walked in our social worker told us to go to the top floor. We couldn’t find an elevator so we took the stairs and they seemed to go on forever. Finally we reached the top which I think was the 4th floor. We walked in holding each other’s hand and entered this giant empty tan room with 3 large tables and decorations everywhere, it smelled exactly like a Mc Donald’s. We both sat down at the first table and it was filled with just about every Mc Donald’s item imaginable, we ate at least 3 cheeseburgers and then we proceeded to go to the next
My sister and I are smiling posing for a picture, well at least my sister is, while I on the other hand am sticking my tongue out looking who knows where. I don’t remember much about this day, but how much can you really expect a 4 year olds brain to retain? I do remember us being closer than ever though, she was like my best friend…actually she was my best friend. We were meeting up the last time before our adoptions were finalized. In the background is our social worker, he worked so hard to throw us such a great last visit and get us adopted to great families.
I was born in Bridgeton, New Jersey on October 4th, 1997. I was shortly after placed into the foster system at the age of 2 years old. I have no memory of my parents except for me once getting a homemade hair cut from my birth father during one of our family visits and coming home to my foster family and them hating it. My parents weren’t murdered, die a horrible death, some strung out …show more content…
I also remember before that my social worker picking me up and taking me to my sister school, she came out of the school and she showed me her cheerleading routine and gave me a teddy bear. After that we hugged got in the car with our social worker and drove us to the social workers office.
I remember the social workers office being extremely cold. When we walked in our social worker told us to go to the top floor. We couldn’t find an elevator so we took the stairs and they seemed to go on forever. Finally we reached the top which I think was the 4th floor. We walked in holding each other’s hand and entered this giant empty tan room with 3 large tables and decorations everywhere, it smelled exactly like a Mc Donald’s. We both sat down at the first table and it was filled with just about every Mc Donald’s item imaginable, we ate at least 3 cheeseburgers and then we proceeded to go to the next