My parents sense they were young, knew they loved each other. They knew they wanted to have lots of kids. What they didn't know is that they get 5 and not 4.
She was a troubled young women in her 20's she had three kids and didn't know who their dad was. There were about three possibilities. She didn't know if the kids had the same father or not. She did drugs and smoked. When she wanted to go get drugs she'd bring her "babies" along for the ride.
She was alone and did not know where to turn to. She brought her kids over to this mans house who she thought was a good guy. She went and and saw the man killing another man. "Don't tell anyone ok" such a burden she carried. The cops later found out that she was part of the plot. She was thrown in jail, her kids in foster care. One of her babies was at her cousins being watched. When her cousin and husband arrived to the scene they did not want to give the baby up. The loving couple took the baby in.
Today that baby is loved and grows more in love with her family. She is no longer a "baby" but always will be to the loving couple.
I just wounder everyday what would have happened to that one "baby" if the young troubled mother would have not given her baby up for adoption.
Some are blessed.... I am one of them.
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