The first time I encountered a difficult time in my life, it was one of the saddest days that I can remember. For instance, when I got taken away from my mother, I cried and cried. I still have lot of memories and dreams about her. With lots of help from my two therapists, my life, faith and heart all have new destinies.
The second difficult time in my life was when I had to keep on moving from foster home to foster home. I have moved to about six different homes now, and that has not changed my great hope for waiting my turn to get adopted. My faith is really high right now. My caseworkers have, both, done a terrific job supporting me. They have even put me in a great agency, and all together, I have survived