My Life Changing Events That Caused Me With My Dad

When I was about five years old I had something happen to me that would change forever. My life before this was not the best and was really confusing to understand and that was because I was always moving into different houses with my mom and would always have a new dad which as a little kid you don’t really know what is going on and have to just deal with it. My mother was not the best and did not take really good care of me.

My mother agreed to let me live with him because she wanted to start truck driving with her new husband and she knew she could not support a child while truck driving. The experiences that I have lived through because of my mother and her side of the family will forever leave a mark on me. When I was younger I would wake up in the middle of the night due to night terrors and my father would have to hold me tight to get me to calm down, I was traumatized and felt unwanted because of my unstable life with my mother.

Many people go through tough situations in their lives. Whether psychically or mentally, these situations can hurt us and emotionally drain us. There are all sorts of situations that people go through. These situations can range from losing your phone, having a broken leg, or losing a friend. Not everyone takes one situation the same way. Some things are harder for people to deal with; others are easier. People also do not go through situations in the same amount of time. Some people take years to move on from a situation, for others it could be days. In this paper I will be talking about my situation; about how it came to be and how I dealt and am still dealing with it.

I was 4 years old when I got a phone call home only to find out that my dad was never coming home again. It was this moment that changed everything, from that point on my mother would be on her own raising her two children. I remember my mom telling us we were going to have to move from the house I grew up in because we could no longer afford it, I couldn't stop crying, I insisted on staying but my mother kept saying no. We moved about 3 times until we finally moved into a stable home but because of our economic situation we were forced to rent with others.

It was three a.m. in the morning, and I had just crawled into my comfy bed. Being that I was twenty one and working at Pizza Hut till one a.m. this was a normal ritual. I heard my phone text alert go off, but I just wanted to get some much needed sleep. Being it had to be a pointless text since it was so late I ignored it. Suddenly my phone ring, it was my younger sister, Amanda, who was seventeen at the time “You need to come get me from Amber’s house”, is all she said very quietly. “Wait it’s three in the morning and you want me to come get you?” Amanda started quickly talking about being at Amber’s house, a party and cops. By now I was anxiously awake, getting dressed and finding my keys. I didn’t know the whole story yet, but it

When I was 4 years old my dad got a new job in Maryland. Since I was so young I did not understand what was going on, all that I knew was I would not be living in my house next to my best friends and I will be living in Pennsylvania. When it came time to move, we went into a town house because our house was currently being built. It was mid kindergarten school year when I finally moved into the house I am living in now. I barely remember this moving since I was so young and there was barely anything I could do to help.

I dashed into the brush to find cover, the rain was pelting on my back. It was my first Boy Scout outing and we were playing a game of capture the flag, but the lightning was coming, we all could see it off in the distance.

In between the two world wars, America suffered from hunger and unemployment. This all happened because of the huge economic crisis, which struck the whole world in 1929. It is not unusual that this type of crisis can lead man into alcoholism and gambling, and quickly, a whole family can be on the edge of destruction.

I remember it like it was yesterday. The day that I found out my parents were getting a divorce was devastating. What was even more impactful was the way that my father decided to leave. I remember being in the 6th grade walking home from school with my siblings. As soon as we opened the door we started screaming because all of our furniture was gone. I called my mom hyperventilating saying that we had been robbed. She simply replied that “everything was alright and that my father had left. My father leaving me after my parent’s divorce was one of the most traumatic experiences, it has caused me so much hurt over the years and effected my life in

When Dad came home, he and Mom argued. Dad asked mom to ask her mother for money to help develop the ‘cyanide-leaching process’ he was working on to separate gold from rock.Mom said how her mother had told her that we could live with her if we needed help and that made dad mad. Their argument continued the next day and dad said that mom could find work because she had a teaching degree,mom told dad that she was an artist. Dad had mom hanging out of the window dangling with my holding on to dad so she wouldn’t fall. Mom accused dad of trying to murder her but dad responded with him saying he saved mom from

I believe that having a relationship that changes your life or changes the way you think or do something is very valuable. Having that kind of relationship with my father is very impactful on my life. All the positive aspects of our relationship comes to my mind. Reflecting on our relationship, many stories are emphasized in our relationship; stories that were impacting and made me who I am to this moment. My dad is a business owner, builder, ex-skater, drum player, video gamer, soccer player, loving husband and father, and a faithful servant to our Lord, Jesus Christ. So being able to relate to my dad is very easy to me, for I share many of those talents and hobbies. As the oldest son in the family I didn't really have anyone to look up to or strive to be like a certain person that was close to my age. That led me to walk in my dad’s footsteps. Watching my dad give glory to God for all that he has given to our family was truly incredible to me. My dad’s work rate, his ability to help others when they need it most, his ability to get tasks done thoroughly was amazing to me. I truly know that he is a wonderful role model for me. Three stories come to mind when I think of my dad. He taught me various things in every one, they are: to listen to God when you struggle, to work hard and finish things well, and to love others even when we dislike their motives or actions.

I was born to parents who were in their late 30’s, early 40’s and considered by the government standard as being middle class. My mother was rushed to the hospital on March 14th, 1995 in Brandon, Florida. This made me the youngest of their three children. My sister is ten years older than I am and my brother is seven years older. After I turned two years old my family packed up and moved to Mobile, Alabama, where I would eventually grow up to become who I am today. My father took a job as the head of the grounds crew at Spring Hill College. He was also serving in the Air Force Reverses as an on-base security officer. My mother took a job as manager for a company called Sodexo. We were not rich by any means but we were also not poor by any means. We always had food to eat and clothes to wear. My parents always made sure me and my siblings had the things we needed and wanted. During Christmas, we always had gifts from “Santa”. Thanksgiving we gathered around as a family and there was plenty of food. I feel that I have been very fortunate with my upbringing and with my family. I know that being white and being from a middle class family has benefited me greatly. I know there is not a time in my life that I can recall being discriminated against. That certainly is benefit in everyday life that I couldn’t imagine someone thinking negatively of me because of simply who I am. I hate that people have to go through discrimination just because of their race, ethnicity, or religion.

Click. Click. Click. Went the gloss black video game controller buttons. As I played everyday after school, the virtual world was not giving me what I was looking for. I felt like something was missing. Was it better grades in school? No. Was it more friends in school? No. Was it a job? Maybe. Was it to be motivated and to become a hard worker? I think so. The next day my dad introduced the idea that we should start flipping houses. This was the first time that I was actually excited and nervous to do something. It was a big risk, but in the end those risks usually pay off. Although flipping houses with my dad was something I wasn’t sure about, it changed me to become a hard worker.

I was seven years old when I first laid foot in Saudi Arabia; I was with my father visiting family for the first time in my life. As we got on the tube from the plane and walked towards the terminal, you are hit with that unfamiliar new smell of a country you just arrived, then to my surprise there was a big costume party that everyone are participating in, men in white dresses and red scarves on their heads, and women covered in black sheets from head to toe. I couldn’t believe my eyes that they have costume parties in the airport; is what my seven year old head thought at the time, I turned to my father and asked him, “dad why are they wearing costumes”. He looked down towards me leaned over and said “son that is our values and

I was only nine when I had found out that my father had another family; he had a wife and a son. My father had been living with them and would visit me at least once every two months or so, but as soon as I had turned nine, my father introduced my to my half-brother, who was a year and a third older than me. When they visited me, their visits were always brief; time seemed to fly by while I played games with my brother, Ken, but I later learned that it was my father’s wife who did not allow him or Ken to visit me and she had not known they were visiting me due to the fact that they would lie.