The Adopted Cancer Warrior

When I was three years old I was diagnosed with Acute lymphoblastic leukemia also known as ALL. ALL is when your bone makes too many lymphocytes (a type of white blood cell). Leukemia may affect red blood cells, white blood cells, and platelets. It went on till I was 7 years old. But I was traveling to Salt Lake City Primary Children’s Hospital and down to St George Hospital. After my Chemo journey, I was back home. At that time my home was not the safest. I turned 8 years old and my house was filthy. Then It became unsafe for my Sister and I, My mom had us stay at one of her friends’ houses. After a while It was okay but then It went downhill. We were I unsafe, but my sister protected me and she was there for me during that scary time. When I could I went back to my mom’s house. But my sister stayed at his house. I went and stayed over once in a while but I didn’t want to go most of the time. Everything changed when I went to school that day I got picked up by DCFS I was scared at first but I still trusted them. They took me to a place called Family Support Center. I stayed there for a while. Then the most amazing person came and picked me up and took me home. Her name Is Sarah, when I got there I was excited, they had two girls and a boy. Then her husband came home his name was Brandon. It was his Birthday that day so I hid and when he opened the door I jumped out and screamed “Happy birthday!” and said I was his birthday present. A few weeks later my older sister came to our house and we were finally reunited. It was hard adjusting to this new family I missed my mom, but deep down I wanted to stay. Me and my mom had some visits but It started dying down and I was seeing her less and less. Then It stopped she didn’t call it just stopped. Months went by and still nothing I saw her at court sometimes. Then our family grew close then on June 25, 2018, I was adopted by this family. Still no contact with my mom. But dealing with all my struggles, I’ve learned everyone goes through something. That is okay you are not alone. I talk about what happened in my life, so people can be inspired by my story. As C. Kennedy Ómorphi once said “Don’t judge yourself by what others did to you”. I use to be really hard on myself because of what happened to me. I would say it was all my fault it happened, Its not don’t ever tell yourself that because its not true. If you think like that, stop, just stop. None of it is your fault. Don’t be afraid to ask for help. It’s scary but once you have gotten help it won’t be as scary. Your parents, your teachers, your Aunt and Uncle they are there for you always know that.