Dear Lori

Once upon a time, there was a little girl. She was sweet and innocent. She had the whole world before her, but many obstacles to tackle. You see, she was born to a mother who abused drugs and alcohol. Her father was in and out of jail and struggling to keep his life on some sort of track. One day, the calvary road in and took this little girl from her mom and her whole life as she knew it was about to change. She went to a center, where they tried to contact her mother. But there was no luck. This little girl was then sent to a foster home, to begin her new life. Throughout the course of the foster homes, there were three, her mother was required to complete some goals in hopes of getting her little girl back. Goals that included getting a job, parenting classes, getting off drugs. After 2 and a half years, she still hadn't completed any of the requirements to get her little girl back. Shortly thereafter, a judge ruled that the little girl be placed for adoption and that the mother permanently lose custody. The father voluntarily gave up his rights because he realized that he just could not raise a little girl on his own, no matter how much he wanted to. Finally, a new family came a long and saw this little girl and plucked her out of the foster home and brought her to their home. A promise of a bright future, and a stable family. This little girl was me.