BENEFITING: BAGS4KIDS FOUNDATION
Sept 11th 2001 was my 12th birthday, a day marked by national tragedy. Our world was suddenly jolted into survival mode, with an unexplainable determination to succeed, survive, and progress through sorrow and confusion. Though my 12th birthday marked something that for so many people stung deep within their lives. 3 days later was the day that changed my world all together. On September 14th, 2001 my younger brother and I were placed in foster care, luckily together which is rare for households with multiple children. We each received a backpack. The contents of the backpack are wiped form my memory, but the black and purple side style backpack was like my 2nd birthday present. It held things I needed and would have been embarrassed not have when I returned to school the next morning. 10 years later for my 22nd birthday, and I am requesting the help of my family and friends, who are more like family than any family I have ever had, in order to raise money for the child who is split from their family, their belongings, and introduced to real fear. Donations of any amount, or even encouragement if you cant donate, are appreciated. Lets turn my 22nd birthday into someone else's special day.