The Morgan Family, A New Home
Every foster family I stayed with always asked me if I missed my parents, of course I did. (Did they all think I was made of stone?!?!) I never knew how to answer their questions; I didn’t want to break down in front of them and show weakness. So, I never said anything. I just shrugged my shoulders and walked away.
Thinking back on my behavior, maybe that is why no family ever wanted to adopt me. They all must have thought I was aloof, too numb to my situation, but all I ever truly dreamed about was having a mom and dad to care for me. I grew up, though and realized my dreams were never going to come true. I was getting tired of being shuffled from family to family, so I ran, ran away to find my own home…to build my own life.
