09/09/2025
Right after I turned 12 I was separated from my 4 older siblings while we were in foster care. They were the only blood family I still had contact with at the time. The only people who actually knew me.
Over the years, I had a few visits with them, but we were never all together in the same room again. Living apart from each other was heartbreaking for me; but then eventually, I had to get used to it because everything stopped. No more visits. No more phone calls. No more updates.
Years went by & when I was a senior in high school, I was serving breakfast in the park to our local homeless community. I looked around & saw someone who looked so familiar I had to do a double take. It was my oldest brother who had aged out of foster care a few years earlier. While I was there serving, he was there to be served.
That was the day I finally got to see one of my siblings, Not because it was scheduled by CPS, but because by random chance, my foster family took me to volunteer at that specific park on that exact day. I looked at my foster mom & just started crying. It had been so many years since I’d seen him that I almost couldn’t believe it—but it was him
I walked over & said his name. He didn’t even recognize me at first. Tears were just streaming down my face & he quickly realized who I was. I was so happy but I was also devastated because of the reason he was there & being 17, there was nothing I could do to help him. I felt lost.
We sat & talked & cried & hugged each other until it was time to go. I was so worried about him that I didn’t want to leave. Where would he sleep? Who would help him? would he be ok? Would I ever see him again?
I didn’t know how much I needed to see him that day.
I know it’s not always possible for siblings to live together, but the system has got to do better about keeping them connected while they are in foster care. My brother & I should never have had to do a double take to recognize each other. Siblings are not optional. They’re family & they are everything to a child, especially when you’ve already lost so much.
& here’s another hard truth: the hard reality I’ve had to face is that 1 in 5 kids who age out of foster care will end up homeless. But kids like us deserve more than just survival. The system may have forgotten us, but you don’t have to. Speak up. Get involved. Push for change. Because foster youth aren’t numbers on a caseload, we’re real people & our futures are worth investing in.
~written by Amara, aged out foster youth~