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My Life With My Father

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Growing up in a home with both my parents, I was fortunate to be able to spend a lot of quality time with my father. We used to go out together and play soccer, baseball, and ride bikes. I remember we used to play a lot of old school video games and my mother would get pretty upset at the hours we spent playing and not doing anything productive. In my point of view, our relationship was perfect; our bond was strong like any father and son. I was only four years old when my world was turned upside down. My life changed the day that my mom and my dad separated, I felt alone. The process of a divorce was too much for a child that age to handle; it was a hard time for me. Although I had no father figure for about 12 years because my dad moved …show more content…

I began to help my mom around the house. I had to learn how to cook a proper meal when I was seven years old, do laundry among other things to give my mom some relief. One day, when I was nine years old, my grandmother shared the news of my father’s departure to the U.S and that he did so to give me a better chance. It was heavy news for me, and as an emotional child I cried with my grandma and felt sad that from now on I was not going to get the occasional visit from him. As a teenager in the process of growing into a man, you think you need a father figure, a man perspective, advice on things that life throw at you, it was clear that I didn’t have that anymore. I was fortunate to have my mother and my grandmother to teach me right and wrong; the rest was pretty much up to me.
In my point of view, a child needs both parents in their life whether or not they’re married or divorce. A child would need a mother for certain life’s lessons just like the child would need the father for others, but in the end, we grow up to be what we want to be despite the attempt of our parents to be a certain way. My youth was spent mostly with my mother who thankfully raised me to understand right and wrong, which made me an independent teenager with the help of my grandmother. Regardless of the years of absence from my father, he was able to teach me still life lessons when I moved with him to the U.S. He was able to give me advice and guide me to the right path, even if I was no

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