Jaye Bee,
Founder
Third foster home, first family, first birthday...
At the age of seven, I was placed with my third and final foster family where I was embraced and celebrated my very first birthday.
As I got older, I was promptly told by case workers that my chances of getting adopted were decreasing due to most families not adopting teenagers. You could merely imagine what that did to the mind of a child whose only wish was to become part of a family. 1,865 days later I was adopted by the same adoring family.
Getting adopted really sparked the immense desire to amply provide my family with the prosperous life we all deserve to live and to give back to those of us who’ve had a ‘less than ideal’ start. Man oh man, has this journey been full of enchanting experiences.
