In my first blog I began to discuss the people who live
within my household; my mom, myself, and my two younger sisters. It wasn’t
always like that though, about seven years ago my dad moved out. When he left I
thought things would never get better. It took quite a while to adjust to this
new life I was living, and not long after that my lifestyle hit another
curveball.
Kayle and I used to see Kylee every other weekend when we
would go to our dad’s house; about five years ago Kylee was taken away from her
mother from child protective services. When this happened she was taken to
Houghton Lake to live with some of her relatives. Kayle and I had not seen
Kylee in almost a year. On our way up north three summers ago we stopped to
visit her. Kylee begged her uncle to come up north with us for the week, he
said yes and packed her bags. When our vacation was up we went to drop Kylee
off, little did we know that her uncle had all of her clothes packed and
sitting at the door. Kylee’s own blood turned her away.
Time went on and we soon found out that Kylee was not
supposed to leave her uncle’s house while she was in foster care. Since her own
family basically said they no longer wanted her, my mom decided to take her in
as a foster child. While Kylee was our foster child, her mother was given a
chance to turn her life around. Kylee’s mother was told to attend rehab,
divorce her husband, get a job, and have her own house; by accomplishing these
things she may have a chance at getting her daughter back. As predicted she had
failed. Her mother could not even stay in rehab for a month, she refused to
leave the man who was a bad influence on her, however, she did get a job, but
never showed up on time, if at all, and she continued to live with her husband.
When the judge found out that she could not follow these simple orders her rights
as a parent were terminated.
At the juvenile center on December 12, 2012 we legally
adopted Kylee into our family. Adjusting to this change has been nothing but
easy. In the beginning I thought it was bad having one younger sister, having
two is like living a nightmare, but I wouldn’t trade those two girls for the
world. All three of us fight, cry, yell, and laugh at each other, but in the
end we know that we would not do those things if we did not love our sisters
unconditionally.
I think it is amazing that your family adopted Kylee and that she is now a part of your family. I can't imagine going from one pain in the butt little sister to two but like you said, you're going to fight with each other and at the end of the day you love each other!
ReplyDeleteIt's so sad that Kylee's family couldn't be there for her, but instead your family was. I have two younger brothers, so I know how you feel sometimes, but you love them no matter what.
ReplyDeleteI agree, she would not have a chance in this world if she was not put in foster care, so I am very thankful that she was. Yes, they can both be a pain, but I love them so much!
ReplyDeleteI think its awful her own blood turned on her but it's great that your family was there to take her in. She is lucky to have you in her life.
ReplyDeleteIt's one thing to consider some one a friend, but it's another thing to consider a close friend as family under those certain conditions. You did the right thing for Kylee.
ReplyDeleteYes it is, and thank you!
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