Very little explanation was given, but we had one hour with her to play and take photos.Īfter this time, they literally took us away and at that age, it was hard to understand why you are not allowed to see your mother again. This was the last we saw of her, and I remember the pain and tears of being torn away. We continued to move through various foster parents and children’s homes.
Some were good, healthy places and others were the type that you read about in the papers today.
I remember not really understanding what that meant. When you have been passed around a lot as a child, you just think it’s another move into another home.
