Growing up in a drug-filled home was not easy and when my parents went to jail, I was fortunate enough to be taken in by my grandparents and eventually adopted by them. My older half-brother, was not able to be taken by my grandparents because they were not his biological grandparents. Unfortunately, no one was able to take him so he was sent to foster care. Having my other half taken away from me was the hardest thing I have ever gone through. He was bounced around from foster home to foster home and I could only talk to him once every 2-3 months if I was lucky. Going from spending every second with him to hardly ever speaking to him was unbearable. Every time the phone call was over, we would both sob and beg to be together again. He is my heart and soul. Therefore, if I could do one thing, I would work harder for all of the kids in foster homes. I would ensure that they were all TRULY taken care of. NO abuse, NO neglect, and NO money hungry foster parents who only care about the money. As hard as that would be, I would find a way if I could. No one deserves what my brother went through. I hope that one day no kid will ever be treated like a source of income. Kids are the future, treat them like they matter and they too can make a difference.