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The other night, I talked about the fact that I had found one of my former foster sisters online and sent her a message. Well quite to my surprise, I heard back from her yesterday.
The other night, I talked about the fact that I had found one of my former foster sisters online and sent her a message. Well quite to my surprise, I heard back from her yesterday.
I couldn't believe that she had answered me, and I was so excited to talk to her and find out how her life had turned out. At first, she didn't quite remember us, so I sent her a few pictures in hopes that it might jog her memory. I was so happy that I did so, because seeing pictures of me and my brother as a child with her sparked the memories of her time with us.
My former foster sister and I spoke for quite a while, giving each other basic details on where our lives had gone. I realized that it had been almost fourteen years since we saw her, and yet we were able to talk with each other like no time had passed. Sure, it was odd that this girl who had been my sister knew nothing about my life now, and I knew nothing about her life, but we were able to pick right up again.
My mom had known that I had written to my foster sister, so I filled her in on the fact that she had responded to me. My dad knew nothing; I didn't want to even tell him that I had found my former sister unless she wrote back to me. My cried a little, and my dad's mouth hung open wide when I told him how old this little girl was now. She's certainly not a little girl anymore!
Saying good-bye to a foster child is by far the most difficult part of doing foster care. You know that you won't see or hear from these kids again, even though they were part of your family. I've mentioned before that I was able to get back in touch with my very first foster sister through social media, but she is the only one out of all of my former foster siblings (minus the ones my parents adopted, of course) who I have been able to reconnect with. I don't know where this relationship will go with the sister I just found, but I am excited to see how things go. I look forward to finding old pictures of her time with us and sharing them with her, and hopefully we'll be able to keep in touch now. Wish me luck!
Thank you so much for your continued support! I look forward to sharing more stories about my experience with foster care, and hopefully hearing from readers who have questions or similar stories to share. I'm always willing to answer questions and hear about other experiences! Please don't forget to like and share my Facebook author page as well!
I’d greatly appreciate it if you would share this blog with friends and family through your favorite social media sites. If you’re sharing on Twitter, don’t forget to tag me (@TayTayK02) and use the hashtag #TaylorTalks.
Thanks!
Taylor
*Due to an unexpected error with the blogging website I use, the text of this blog post was apparently deleted after I published the post. Unfortunately, I did not have another copy of the post anywhere, and so the information was lost. I have re-written the post to the best of my memory, but for those of you who tried to access the post earlier, you may have seen that multiple paragraphs were missing. I apologize for the inconvenience! --9/11/15*
My former foster sister and I spoke for quite a while, giving each other basic details on where our lives had gone. I realized that it had been almost fourteen years since we saw her, and yet we were able to talk with each other like no time had passed. Sure, it was odd that this girl who had been my sister knew nothing about my life now, and I knew nothing about her life, but we were able to pick right up again.
My mom had known that I had written to my foster sister, so I filled her in on the fact that she had responded to me. My dad knew nothing; I didn't want to even tell him that I had found my former sister unless she wrote back to me. My cried a little, and my dad's mouth hung open wide when I told him how old this little girl was now. She's certainly not a little girl anymore!
Saying good-bye to a foster child is by far the most difficult part of doing foster care. You know that you won't see or hear from these kids again, even though they were part of your family. I've mentioned before that I was able to get back in touch with my very first foster sister through social media, but she is the only one out of all of my former foster siblings (minus the ones my parents adopted, of course) who I have been able to reconnect with. I don't know where this relationship will go with the sister I just found, but I am excited to see how things go. I look forward to finding old pictures of her time with us and sharing them with her, and hopefully we'll be able to keep in touch now. Wish me luck!
Thank you so much for your continued support! I look forward to sharing more stories about my experience with foster care, and hopefully hearing from readers who have questions or similar stories to share. I'm always willing to answer questions and hear about other experiences! Please don't forget to like and share my Facebook author page as well!
I’d greatly appreciate it if you would share this blog with friends and family through your favorite social media sites. If you’re sharing on Twitter, don’t forget to tag me (@TayTayK02) and use the hashtag #TaylorTalks.
Thanks!
Taylor
*Due to an unexpected error with the blogging website I use, the text of this blog post was apparently deleted after I published the post. Unfortunately, I did not have another copy of the post anywhere, and so the information was lost. I have re-written the post to the best of my memory, but for those of you who tried to access the post earlier, you may have seen that multiple paragraphs were missing. I apologize for the inconvenience! --9/11/15*
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