My name is Gloria, and I had been in a foster home since I was 3 years old whenever my real Mom went to prison for committing a huge crime that had something to do with possession of drugs. CPS had been in and out of our lives until they finally arrested her and put me in foster care.
My entire life up until I was 16 years old I felt alone and like I had no one that loved me. My foster parents were okay, but I just never really felt as welcome as I figured I should have felt. I got used to them as being my parents but all of my foster brothers and sisters eventually left to good homes and there would be new kids to come in and replace them. Would I ever get adopted; would someone ever give me a place to call home?
I am now 18 and I am so happy to have a family now, my Mom Lena adopted me at the age of 16; when most people wouldn’t even want a teenage child; she took me in and even though it’s only been 3 years I have managed to develop a very close relationship with my Mom and I am grateful for that.