Although, this didn’t last long. In a short period of time we moved in with my two uncle’s, Ron and Steve, and life became extremely better. I learned from my mom and my uncle’s that everyone deserves to have an extraordinary life, and to have a family they appreciate every day. Before I was born, my mom wanted me to have my dad in my life and she tried so every hard to keep this little family together. Things were never great nor good to begin with.
When I was little, I had two dads, which I loved because it meant I was “daddy’s little girl” to two people. There was a lot I did not see about my mom’s husband. He was not a good person but to me he was a king, plus he gave me a baby brother! During this marriage, my mom’s husband was abusive toward her. Since I was so small, I did not see this draconian behavior and my older brother, CJ, did a great job of protecting me from the violence.
As we were growing up, my brother and I had a very interesting relationship. We fought a lot, like every sibling but we would get along when we wanted to play together. During childhood, my grandparents often took care of my brother, while my parents took care of me. My mom didn’t have the option to opt-out of work because she was my dad’s partner in business. It was hard for her to take care of my brother and me at the same time.
I credit my attitude on life to my mother who has put up with my dad for decades Even my school life was a nightmare for me. It was filled with endless taunting that I was too embarrassed to seek help from. My childhood is one thing that I will never miss. 4. Part of me is thankful for my father.
Helen and my mom rarely go out and do anything but when my mom does I’m happy for her. I’m Julie, I had to hide the person I liked because my mom didn’t really like him, and she thought he was too old. Well, my mom shortly let that go because now he basically lives with us. The house is a little crowded at times but we deal with it. A couple of months ago I told my mom I was pregnant, she didn’t find out the way Julies mom did but she said the exact same thing, “I cant be a grandma, I’m to young.” But after letting everything sink in, she got to know Dylan, the guy I liked, and knew that we would be great parents.
He was named after his grandfather Mertyl David Jr. But Mertyl David III was a perfect child to most people. Mama Margarital vigorously pushed, so she was only in labor for eight minutes and sixteen seconds. She tried to keep him quiet, to make the story furtive, but with her parents, it was beyond inevitable. Of course, they loved the boy, who wouldn’t?
They are still together despite money issues, although sometimes they argue about getting a divorce and I told them to promise me not to get a divorce until my youngest brother goes to college. They fight a lot but at the end talk things out, if they get a divorce it won’t affect me. Moving on, I love a lot of my young cousins because they all see me as their big brother. I had the opportunity to play with them a lot when they are young and taught them many things. For example, I had one aunt who was very cautious of her child and I understand you need to be cautious when he is an infant but as he grew older he would be treated like a baby.
My dad leaving at first turned our family upside down, throwing what we had always known into something totally different, but as time wore on we came to realize that things would be okay. We grew to accept that this experience was difficult, but out of it came positive things. My dad’s leaving challenged my mom’s role as a simple housewife, which then challenged my mom to take over our household. She raised us alone, got a job, and found more self-confidence within herself. My family’s change did a lot of good.
I learned that even if I have a dream, that doesn’t mean it necessarily would become a reality. As much as I wanted my parents to get back together, I saw, as I got older, they have become two completely different people. I’m just thankful they were together long enough to have a little baby girl, me! Though, I still blame my stepmother for my crushed dream of having my two parents together again, I’m so thankful she gave birth to my two brothers who have my heart. People say everything happens for a reason, and this chapter of my life proves that too be true because without my parents divorce, I wouldn’t have two brothers who love me as much as I love them.
Mad at the people who had thought that man who would talk to his own children for over four years was a loss to our family. I loved my dad and still do, but he was not a perfect man. I was actually relieved because after 4fouryears of my life the people on my dad’s side of the family had started to care about me. Now I don’t feel as much as an outsider to my own family. Now I am happy and I grateful for every peaceful second I breath.