Posted 28 February 2006 - 03:22 AM
My earliest postitive memory was when I was 4.
~I was at my parents house(well, trailer) and suddenly my mom's grandparents pull into the driveway! My "dad" yells at us all(mom, me and my brother) to hide. I start crying. Daddy has to hide us, in hopes they'll think we're not home. But then my mom does the only good thing I've ever seen her do in my life, and she goes and opens to door. I know she probably got a good beating for doing that. Because you see, my grandparents were there for ME. They collected the stuff I absolutely needed, talked for a few minutes, and took me away from there. I never had to go back again. I was so happy I was jumping up and down. Sure maybe it made my real mom feel bad, but I didn't care. I was gonna be free from being hurt.
~My next positive memory is from that same time period. I was in the social services office and I guess my grandma was doing some paperwork to get the adoption set up. There was this awesome antique doll house. OMG I wanted it! I played with it the whole time.(I got one just like it for my 7th birthday!)
~Lastly, my last happy memory is when I was five. I had had my operations on my eye(my retina had been detached for some time due to hard blows to the head) and had fully healed. We were in court. I don't remember much of it. I just remember seeing my new mommy and daddy sitting up by the judge saying they wanted me. My "old" parents had no trouble signing over rights, my new mommy(grandma) says thats because they were afriad of going to jail. My social worker gave me a strawberry shortcake doll! She was nice. We left and I just remember thinking "This is my new mommy and daddy" and feeling happier then I ever had before in my short life.
~If only I had reflected more on these memories as a teen, ha! Mighta saved my mom some backtalk and grief:-P
I love my parents so much. Gosh. Thanks for this, now I'm actually looking forward to going home next week for spring break!