JULY 23, 2023
📍 anchorage, alaska
rubbing my eyes i glance to the clock seated on my dresser
11:45 AM
mrs buck, the person who was basically in charge of all my foster stuff, was supposed to pick me up at 12 sharp to take me to the airport
normally i wasn't a morning person but i had some up at 9 and been laying in bed for 2 hours just thinking
who was my uncle ?
i was never told a name on the phone, just that he was interested in taking me in
since that call i'd prayed 4 times that this was my forever home, i just want to be happy
i had grown tired of being thrown from home to home consistently
now standing in front of my terminal i said goodbye to mrs buck, i couldn't help but feel nervous about meeting my uncle for the first time
i didn't know what to expect, but i hoped that we would get along
as i boarded the plane, i couldn't shake off the feeling of apprehension, but i also couldn't wait to start this new chapter in my life
i locate my seat and plop down and let out a huge breath
i couldn't help but wonder if we would get along and if he would like me
my nerves continued to grow as the plane took off and i realized how little i knew about him.
i reach into my bag and dig out a picture of my uncle mrs buck had provided me
as i gaze at the photo, i can't help but wonder about my uncle again
the photo shows a tall, smiling man with dark hair and kind eyes
a group of young boys surrounding him, with one boy in the center holding a trophy.
they are wearing basketball uniforms, indicating that the trophy may be from a tournament or game.
the boys are all smiling and appear to be happy and proud of their accomplishment
the boy holding the trophy is standing tall with a big smile, while the other boys around him have their arms around each other, creating a sense of camaraderie and teamwork.
according to mrs buck , he is a boys basketball coach, but that is all I know about him
i have no memories of him, no stories to tell, and i can't help but feel a sense of longing to know more about this unknown family member.
i'm beyond grateful i've been granted the opportunity to meet him and learn about his life and his passion for basketball.
would he be kind, funny, or serious? i couldn't shake off the feeling of uncertainty and anticipation as the plane made its way to our destination.
i put the picture down and closed my eyes hoping to sleep the rest of the flight
authors note
not proofread
butttttt i feel like this was a decent chapter
how we feel abt this so far?