The Turning Point Of My Life

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The Turning Point
“I love you.I love you too.” Those are the words I will hear my parents say to each other every morning. Up until my seventh grade year , my life was pretty close to perfection. My parents would wake my sister up for school. We would wake up early in the morning to pray as a family.After prayer, my Mom will make breakfast. My Dad would gather my sister and I to set the table , then we would eat as a family and day would get started. Dad would go off and drive to work. My Mom would drop my sister and I at school then she would go off to work. Everything slowly started to change once I got to middle school. My Dad didn’t start coming home to till really late. I never really went to sleep. Occasionally, I would look out my
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I live in a small town and the word gotten out pretty quickly. I guess a person would say my parents were #goals. The biggest surprise to me was how my church reacted. Everyone constantly asked me if my sister and I was ok. No one really asked my Mom. Everyone mainly went to my Dad. When my Mom got pregnant, during her sophomore year of college, she moved in with my Dad. So my hometown is basically fill up with my Dad side of relatives. So, when my parents announced they are getting a divorced, everyone assumed that my Mom wanted the divorce. However, it was my Dad who wanted the divorced .My Mom really wanted to work it out and go to therapy. My parents kind of put on a front and said it was a mutual decision, but my sister and I really knew it was my Dad that wanted it. A few of my aunts on my Dad side still considered my Mom as family. During this transition, I often stayed with them a few nights until my parents officially moved out and got their own…show more content…
One week I would be with my Mom and the next week I would be with my Dad. I knew that my parents still loved my sister and I , but it definitely took a toll on the family as a whole. My Mom seemed depressed some nights. My sister and I would sleep in her bed to make her feel better.That 's when my Mom relayed on her faith to get her through this transition. Every Monday, Wednesdays, and Sundays, My sister, me , and my Mom would be at church. If we woke up late we would have bible study in her living room. She found a different church in Athens, Georgia named Timothy Baptist Church .That’s when she actually felt accepted in a church. I knew during the week my Mom had me I would be at church every other day. The weeks with my Dad were slightly different. With my Dad, he enjoyed going out, shopping, vacations, movies, and etc. He kind of spoiled my sister and I a little more. He never really told us the real reason why he wanted a divorce , he always told us he will tell us when we are older. My Dad found a different church as well.His church was near Atlanta, Georgia and it was named Berean Christian Church. So, once my dad founded a home church, I was going to church with my Dad every single Sunday. Faith played a huge part in my parents forgiveness of each other. The weeks I’m with my Dad, he cooked more. Talked to more to my sister and I more and he became a better listener.It was like he was becoming a better father. The weeks
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