One moment he was a happy family man and the next he was fighting to see his children more than four days a month. From this interview I have learned you never know what each day will bring, to never give up, and to always enjoy your life. You never know what each day can bring, while interviewing Billy I asked him, “what was your marriage like before your divorce?” He told me, “ it was good, we had our problems just like anyone else, but for the most part it was a pretty good marriage.” Never did
I would always refer myself as daddy’s girl and for quite a while I don’t know what got into me, but I never seemed to get along with my mom. It was always my dad I wanted to be with. The right words never came across my mind when being around my mom. This all suddenly changed the day my dad got home early from work with a harsh pain in his lower spine. It was so bad he found it hard to sit up straight; he had to be lying down to lessen the pain.
Marriage is a big thing in our religion, and divorce is no way to solve a problem, but my parents thought otherwise. My mother filed for divorce which led to my parents to making an agreement. Each week they would take turns with us. It was tough having to move house to house every week, but that was the only way it would work. My brothers hated it, they were much older than I was, and refused to move every week, because everything that we needed was at our permanent house.
When I was a child, my stepfather was very strict. I remember when he came home from work, he asked me to bring my homework and showed him. If I did something wrong, he got angry and raised his voice, and he told my mother to not let me play with my friends because of mistakes. Since I was a child until now, I can see I don’t have enough confidence in my life because of my past experiences with my step dad, and I always have stress in my life for every single thing. However, hopefully my mother wasn’t strict enough as my father, so she let me enjoy my life as long as my step father wasn’t at home.
I never knew why he always wore his uniform when my grandparents came to visit. My grandpa wasn’t the nicest grandparent a person could have. He never smiled and every time he shook my hand it felt like he was going to break it. I understood why my father was so strict because his father was strict. I knew my father meant well by his teaching but I wanted to live and be a kid... ... middle of paper ... ... with my uncle doing construction.
Soon my parents had to go back to Saudi Arabia to resume their jobs and they didn't have the time to take care of me. I was sent to live with my grandmother, grandfather, and uncle in India for three years. After being fed every day and not having much physical activity I got extremely chubby and I looked like the michelin man. I was always given everything at a young age, because of my parents working overseas and s... ... middle of paper ... ...that my parents weren't home I would get on the computer and do the things exactly like they were taught. I had a lot of trouble at first and did not understand what I wanted the box to do, but I found games to play on the computer and I played for hours on the computer.
For a week I laid in the hospital thinking down on myself. I was moving closer and closer to believing that I couldn’t be an effective athlete. My father always told me that I could do all things as long as I put my head and heart into it. This was the first time in my life that I understood my disability. The words that my father branded into my soul were quickly overshadowed.
At times it is not easy living here, especially when your younger brother also lives here and does not work, or contributes to household chores. It got really hard last year when my mom lost her job and was unable to find work for a while so the bills were piling up every month. She faced foreclosure on the house and I think we had our lights disconnected a couple of times. But somehow we always manage to pull through hard times like that. Some days to save money on gas, I will stay at my boyfriend’s house since he just lives and works right down the road from MCC.
On February 6, 1895, George Herman Ruth, son of Kate and George Ruth, was the first of eight children to be born. Young Ruth was never paid much attention or given much love by his parents because his father and mother built and ran a tavern and worked very long hours. Since they started to notice Ruth's grief of loneliness, his parents decided to send him to St. Mary's Industrial School for Boys. Since Babes parents did not care much for him they also decided to hand over full custody of Ruth to the Brother Xavier's that ran the church. So overtime Ruth got used to never seeing his parents, even on holidays or the one Sunday that they were allowed to visit per month.
Their marriage was the longest of all of john's relationships, but once again just like Josephine, Ppilar felt like john was absent from everything, not just at work, but at home too, and he wasn't very active with his family. John stated that the couple just weren't interested in each other anymore. So in November of 1973, Pilar and John untied the knot. John was all alone and in his last moments on earth, John and hisei secretary, Pat Stacy, lived