I think my best memory was the day I met my family. I had been in the adoption areas for over a month, almost two, and I either never got anyone to look at my card or the people I matched with never got back to me or dropped out. Eventually I matched with my mommy and daddy. We spent a lot of time talking and by the end of the trial week, we were really close. I dunno if I'll ever leave them and I never want to. Even when my sister is a brat, it's family, and I love them.