So today Feb.11 is my birthday. My real mom just called to say happy birthday, and I enjoy talking to her so much, now that I’m getting older and I’m realizing more stuff. She might’ve of made the mistake of giving me and my brothers up for drugs, but she is trying to get close to us now, and I’m really looking forward to this. I always had a mom or guardian as you may say, but knowing that I have a real mom and real family out there just really makes me happy; I’m starting to feel very sad because I never got to spend time with them since I grew up with my foster parents.. but I can’t help crying, knowing that she left us, because I’ve always wanted to have a relationship with her, I wanted her to be there whenever I needed advice, whenever I had a problem, whenever I felt like sharing a thought, or whenever I wanted to have a good laugh. I can’t help and wonder what that would’ve been like….