A bit about me....

           On, October 17, 2008, when I was four years old I was put in foster care because my parents were not safe for me and my siblings. The lady I was living with, at that time, took me to the DHR office and dropped me off with only the mismatched, worn out clothes on my back. I was taken to a big room that had a couch and lots of toys. The grown-ups talked and filled out papers while I played with my older brother. I had n
o idea how my life was about to change and that I would never live with my parents again.

A lady, I had never seen before, picked me up in a big white van. She told me to call her Ms. Ellen. Ms. Ellen had four sons and a daughter she had to pick up from school so while we waited for them to come outside I wildly climbed from front to back, front to back, over the seats in the big white van. Ms. Ellen started reading a book and I froze and walked in a trance to the front of that big white van, listening to the story. That was the beginning of my love for books.

When I got to Ms. Ellen's house we went inside, and I met her husband, Mr. John. I was super scared and wanted nothing to do with any of the boys and stayed close to Ms. Ellen and her daughter, Crystal. When I was taken upstairs and shown the room I was staying in I was amazed by all the toys and stuffed animals.

Not long after I joined the Murphy family, Ms. Ellen noticed that one of my eyes was turning in and I couldn’t see well. She took me for my first eye exam, and I was fascinated by all the cool machines. That day I got my first pair of glasses and experienced the world in a whole new way. When we got back home I used the restroom and as I flushed the toilet I was amazed that the water went round and round because I had never been able to see that before.

I had lots of firsts with the Murphy family. Another first for me was when Ms. Ellen took me to Walmart. I was amazed at how big it was and wanted to touch everything and wanted nothing to do with sitting in the cart. Ms. Ellen quickly learned she had a lot to teach me about proper behavior in public. This was made evident on that first trip to Walmart when we were in line and a lady came up to us and told me that my eyes were gorgeous, and I quickly told the lady she looked like a witch.
           
During the next 16 months, my mom had two more babies that joined the Murphy family. Over time it became clear to the judges and DHR workers that it would never be safe for me and my siblings to live with my family again. The Murphy’s had grown to love my three brothers and me and decided to make us a permanent part of their family. 

          On November 11, 2010, two years, three weeks, and six days after my first ride in that big white van all 11 of us hopped in that van again and headed to court to officially become the Murphy Crew. The judge asked us some questions, signed some papers and then declared us adopted. I was so excited and happy that I would be able to stay with my new family forever. This experience has made me want to build my family through adoption when I get older. Also I am 15 and I love the Lord with everything I have. 

I would love to hear your thoughts about this post please comment below. I also love making friends. 


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  1. Aweee I love that story! So sweet!

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    1. Thank you for reading my story and commenting. I really appreciate your kind words.

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  2. Hi! That is such a sweet story!! I'm glad you are safe and happy!! Have a great day!!

    P.S. My blog is private, but you can request access if you want to! I would definitely give it to you!!

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  3. Also, I LOVE your blog name!!

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    1. Thank you and of course I will look for your blog!!! What is is called can you send me a link?

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    2. Great! You have access!!

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    3. Great! You have access!!

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  4. This is a really powerful story. Thank you for posting it.

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  5. Hi, I am so inspired by your story! Thank you for sharing!

    ~Caleigh
    caleighcarter.com

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