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The other day, I was writing about where children go when they leave our home. I mentioned that one of my foster siblings unfortunately had to go to another foster home after she lived with us. That was the only case in which this happened; everyone else was either adopted or went home after they stayed here.
The other day, I was writing about where children go when they leave our home. I mentioned that one of my foster siblings unfortunately had to go to another foster home after she lived with us. That was the only case in which this happened; everyone else was either adopted or went home after they stayed here.
Unfortunately, one of my foster sisters could not stay with us. She came to us with wild tendencies, and would lash out at everyone. I didn’t understand why at the time, because I was only in third grade, but she would hit people. When that sister lived with us, it was just her, one brother, and me. My brother had been overly exposed to violence before coming to live with us, and my parents knew that my sister’s hitting could seriously hurt my brother, not just physically, but emotionally as well. So unfortunately, my parents had to have the caseworker find a new foster home for her.
Unlike the rest of my siblings, we actually saw this sister a few times after she was removed from our home. We saw her when we went pumpkin picking once, among a few other places. And she had really grown since we had seen her last. It was nice to know that she was getting the help she needed somewhere else, and she didn’t resent us for not being able to have her to live with us anymore. We had all learned from the experience.
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Taylor
Unlike the rest of my siblings, we actually saw this sister a few times after she was removed from our home. We saw her when we went pumpkin picking once, among a few other places. And she had really grown since we had seen her last. It was nice to know that she was getting the help she needed somewhere else, and she didn’t resent us for not being able to have her to live with us anymore. We had all learned from the experience.
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
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