There is one loss in my life that affected many aspects of my life for many years, the divorce of my parents. I was in barley entering the first grade and the tender age of five, soon to turn six, when my parents spent their last night as a married couple. I do not have many memories of my parents as a couple but I do remember the day my Daddy left. He was a policeman and I watched as his cruiser drove away from our family home. I remember my mom crying and not being willing to console me or explain to me what was happening. All I knew is there was a fight, my dad left, it seemed different than other times when he left, and my mom was crying. Everything about my life changed in the blink of a five year old’s eyes which is what makes this loss so significant in my life. There were many other losses that occurred as a result of the divorce of my parents. We had to move so I also lost my home. My mom became a single income family and we suddenly were financially insecure. My dad, who was my hero, was suddenly not a part of my everyday life. My mom became withdrawn and depressed and so in a sense I lost my mom too. All these changes and losses make this one incident in my young life the most significant. The effects of the divorce of my parents followed me well into my twenties. There are many aspects of my personality that made helped me cope with this loss, hindered my ability to cope with this loss, and allowed me to protect myself from the affects of this loss.
One of the most major occurrences in my life is growing up without a father. In 2004 my dad was in a motorcycle accident and it was just like that. I obviously have it different than a lot of people, but I was so young that I think it affected me different than say my brother who is around nine years older than me. All that aside I feel it overall brought us much closer just because it’s about all we could do.
My grandmother, who is the mother of my mom, passed away due to heart failure at the age of 87. Since I was 6 or 7 she had been living in our house. The reason for that was, my grandfather, that I was named after passed away a year before I was born, so she was alone, and she was starting to get old. Since she lived with us for so many years, she had been a very important figure in my life. I can honestly say that she was like a 3rd parent for me, and losing her, made me fell horrible and helpless. I witnessed how real death is because of her passing. Combined with puberty, my grief caused me to become depressed for a long time. As I’m looking back it sounds really extreme, but there were some days that I did not even leave the bed thinking that there was no point to our existence. Thanks to some psychological counselling however, I was able to overcome that mental
Going through my parent’s divorce was very life changing for me. I went through so many emotions, which until this day is a topic that is hard for me to talk about. It was very sad not seeing my parents together, having no clue where my dad was and seeing my mom sad. I would love to spend time with my parents and brothers. For example, our Sunday’s mornings, seeing my mom cook breakfast, watching my dad drink his cup of coffee, watching TV with my brothers, then playing Latin music seeing my parents dance. I loved that so much. So not having that out of
My father left my mother as a young immigrant, he left me at a young age, I only had my mother and my little sister. I couldn’t imagine the world without them, so when I discovered I could potentially lose my mother, I almost fell apart.
Even though situations seem averse they might become positive in the end. To me and probably most people in my situation would say that their parents being divorced would be a negative situation. Although at the time I was distraught, I learned that my parents divorce might have not been helpful at first, but later on it affected my life dramatically.
After it was over I looked at the world in a much different way. The once lighthearted, outgoing, and cheerful young girl was nowhere to be found. I was a much more relaxed, quite, and sorrowful person. I had lots of trouble finding who I was after everything I had experienced. I wish now my mother would have known the amount of pain it could burden on me after. It took the last four years to finally find myself
The earliest with loss that I remember, was when I broke my left elbow. I was at my aunt and uncles house and me and my two cousins were playing outside, it was spring time. My cousin Brett had just learned to ride a two wheeled bike without training wheels. The bike had a banana seat on it and he asked me if I wanted to ride with him. Of course, I said sure and away we went riding along the edge of the yard. We hit a rock and the bike tipped over onto a field that had been plowed the previous fall. I landed just right and broke my elbow.
I will never forget that day, the day I casually walked downstairs to find my parents sitting face to face at the kitchen table with both arms crossed and a serious look on their faces. I slowly walk towards my dad who is reaching out to give me a hug, looking at me with his sorrowful eyes, tells me that he will be moving out. At the time, I remember feeling confused, but I did not feel so emotionally affected because I was only just 5 years old. Being raised in a single parent household has been a challenge in my life and has impacted me through financial problems, social situations, and maturity.
The company, which works on this theatre, is The Civilians. It is a very mighty smart company in New York. The artistic director Steve Cosson founds it on 2001. And it is focus on creating original work derived from investigations into the world beyond the theater. They produced more than ten original productions during ten years from 2002 to 2009. You Better Sit Down: Tales From My Parents’ Divorce is one of the indicative one from
At first glance, I am an average middle class white girl but in actuality, I am anything but average. In school, I was the only kid whose parents were divorced. I lived on the rough sides of town. My classmates ostracized me because my family does not fit the wholesome, all-American paradigm. I never felt like I had a home because my family moved at least once a year due to financial or personal issues. My family was broken after my parents’ divorce. My mom brought a lot of men, whose drugs and abuse further damaged our family. I subsequently became her surrogate significant other, her caretaker, and her confidant. I even had to take care of my younger brother like he was my own son to keep our household from falling apart. In spite of all
I can still remember vividly the day my mother passed away. My mother passed away at a critical point in my life when I was seventeen years old from a short term illness. She was sick for a week and I remember thinking this could be serious, however, my mother declined to go to the hospital because of the distance and financial hardship. I had loss my father when I was three years old, so my mother was a single mother. I have step sisters and brother, but I was not particularly close to them. Losing my mother was a defining moment in my life for it changed my life irrevocably. I was devastated, but I had to become strong, proactive and it spurred me to choose a new career path.
Young children growing up in single parent households, moving each weekend from house to house[I might say “moving from house to house(each weekend)” just for the flow], has become normal when it should not. Each year families break apart as the trend of divorce continues to rise in the United States. As often as divorce does occur, and although many believe there is justification for a divorce, there is only one valid reason for Christians to get a divorce. Christian individuals should not divorce unless there is adultery involved, because despite the world’s justification for divorce, Christ has called for Christians to remain committed to their spouses, regardless of trials. When couples get together and decide to ‘tie the knot” and
Many children no longer believe in the feasibility of starting a family after the divorce of their parents. A very small number of divorcing couples do not have common claims and explain divorce that just do not get along. Most dislike to each other, often bordering on hatred. Over time, these feelings subside in most cases, but we are interested in, after a period of divorcement this hatred is the apogee. Since in most cases after divorce the child stays with the mother, and the mother has more opportunities to influence it. There is a phenomenon of psychic protection when denigration and accusation abuser mother protects itself from loss or reduction of self-esteem, feelings of insecurity, anxiety. This behavior leads to the mother of one of the two possible reactions of the child: the adoption of the position of the mother and hatred against the father or mother 's rejection, which leads to the corresponding negative emotions towards husband or father of a mother and a child.
I label this as the most difficult time of my life because it helped guide me to the person I am today. Before my Dad died I was a more reserved child, however following the death I turned into a more responsible and humorous guy. For example I learned just how much burden is left on the man of the house when our Dad died. He made all of the financial decision and when he was gone it was our priority to fulfil the burden. My older brother
This left my mom with seven kids to raise by herself. Meaning one on one time was rare, because my mom is not a superhero and could not be in multiple places at one time. Grief left my family and I in a place where we did not know what to do, but we eventually got out of it, and continued on with our life. We always remembered the hard working parents we had, and the hard working mother we still had. I am resilient and got back on my feet and continued to attend school, graduated elementary school, and will soon graduate from high school. Although, I have gone through many difficulties it has made me work harder as an individual and choose my career choice at an early age. Being that I was very into the heart at a young age, and my father passing from a heart disease, I always knew I wanted to study cardiology, and will someday soon become a cardiologist.