Life as a Writer, Disney World Cast Member, and
Big Sister through Foster Care & Adoption
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As I've written about before, the countdown is on for our big move. We've been packing and making plans, but I felt like today was a big step in preparing for the move.
I was fortunate enough to be able to catch up with a former high school teacher today, because I wanted to say good-bye before we leave. This teacher, in addition to a select few others, made a big impact on my life. Not only was she a fantastic teacher, but she was really there for me as I went through all of the chaos that senior year of high school entails, and she took an interest in my life outside of the classroom. I spoke to her a few times after graduation, but it was so nice to be able to go visit with her today and reconnect. But as great as it was to catch up with her, it just felt like this chapter of my life was closing; I won't be able to go back to visit former teachers anymore. I've been going to visit former teachers for as long as I can remember... Even in elementary school, I would go talk to teachers from younger grades during recess. It just suddenly hit me today that this won't be an option beginning next school year.
I also had quite the conversation with one of my little sisters about moving this afternoon. Twin A asks just about every day if we're going to Florida. She remembers going over spring break and she knows that she had fun going swimming and enjoying the warm weather then. I don't know if she quite understands the concept of states yet, but she knows that we live in New York and she wants to be in Florida. Well each time she asks about it, we tell her that we're going next month, and we try to explain that we're going to be moving there. Twin B kind of understands the move now, but Twin A hasn't really seemed to grasp that concept. But today, she came into the bedroom to sit with me, and we were sitting alone and talking. She asked once again about when we're going to Florida, and I tried my hand at explaining the move. I don't know what I said or how our conversation went, but I think she finally started to understand it. And when I tried to explain that another family would be moving into our house, she got upset and said that they couldn't because, "this is our house." I tried to excite her, telling her that we would take everything with us from her bed to her toys and books, but she was just getting so upset about the house that we would be leaving behind here in New York. She kept saying how it was our house and we needed to come back after we go to Florida. And for the first time since we started planning this move, I found my own heart racing and tears welling up in my eyes. I think that the fact that we only have a month left really struck me today. I am very excited to move, but I also realize that I only have a month left in the only home I've ever lived in. It's a pretty crazy reality.
When I get to 150 likes on my Facebook author page, I'm going to share something about my first novel. I need 53 likes to hit that milestone, so I'd really love it if you would support my writing career by taking a few seconds and liking the page yourself.
My family has been doing foster care since I was three years old. I'm the only biological child in my family, though I now have five permanent siblings. Having nineteen siblings over the course of my lifetime has been an incredible experience, and I'm hoping that by sharing some of the ups and downs of being the only bio kid in a foster family, other foster families or people looking into doing foster care will be able to learn a bit of what life can be like. I also like to share what life is like on my journey to becoming a published author, as well as where my schooling and career choice are taking me.