#positivefostercare
They were husband and wife,
and they had a son,
older than me.
But they treated me
like family.
I called them
Mum and Dad.
I called their son
my brother.
I had toys.
No one bullied me.
They knew my favourite foods,
what I loved to do.
We went on family day outs.
We went on holiday abroad.
I won a medal
and they were proud.
Every drawing I made,
every report at school,
every small success,
they noticed.
Even when I was bad
or made mistakes,
they got down to my level
and explained.
They didn’t punish.
They guided.
They were patient.
They made time for me.
I felt accepted.
I felt like I belonged.
I wanted to stay there.
That house, that family,
that love—
was the best part
of my childhood.
Mar 10
Mar 10, 2026 at 7:45 PM UTC