Stop me if you’ve heard this one before:
Thirty foster kids walk into a house one summer; their lives change forever.
Just a little bit damaged, and always expected to fail,
They could never stand tall in a world that kept crumbling beneath their own feet.
Forced to grow up fast and learn how to survive, their worlds became a beautiful lie.
Rounded off into statistics and deemed failures from the start, who’s fault was it?
How easy it became to lose their courage, their voices, their wills, heck, even their hope.
But like a miracle from heaven, right when they needed it the most,
The opportunity, the chance to finally show just who exactly they were
And what they were capable of, came to be.
It wasn’t easy. There came new members, others left.
No matter the difficulty, no matter the unexpected road bumps or the drama that followed
From the clash of all these super personalities, we stuck.
Ties built from diversity that would normally drive someone mad, believe me,
I’ve been there a couple times from these people,
instead created a close knit, beautiful family unlike any other.
Were we damaged? Yes!
Were we flawed? Yes!
Were we insane? You can say that.
But are we loved? ABSOLUTELY!
Three summers have changed us in unimaginable ways.
We’re stronger, smarter wiser, and incredible.
Creativity, ingenuity, integrity, intelligence, wisdom, and love.
That’s what I’ve learned from my family. This family!
That’s what we’ve been taught, the skills and necessities
Needed to make this life into something worth fighting to obtain.
We possess the memories to relight our forgotten drive
And we now own the sense and purpose of living.
We know we’re more than just a shade on a pie graph,
More than just young adults who lost their childhood too soon.
We are worth wonders.