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Serenity24
At 17 I was in a foster home. My foster father had a heart attack 2 weeks before my little man was born. They decided to not take anymore children in, which changed my plans of having him with me. I had to place him in a separate foster home. I worked hard to build a life for us, it was never going to be good enough for the State of Ct. He was such a good baby and I had no one to reach out to.The State kept trying to make me let him go.It is not like today where they help a mother. One day I realized he was needing more bonding than I was able to give him.I could not be selfish over his needs, future.I did what was better for him, not me. And then I died inside.I still feel his breath on my right wrist every night I lay down my head.