Personal Narrative: How Divorce Changed My Life

"Dad wants me to stay here and live with him. Is that okay?" my son asked. "He's promised me all kinds of "neat stuff" and I can get to know my step family better.

Personal Narrative: Divorce Mum had briefly informed me that we were going to a place that would

My dad is a farmer who works his hardest to support his family. He does everything just to make the people he loves happy. My mom is a factory worker producing airplane parts. She is a good mother who tries to give my sister and I the best life possible. Conflicts arose between the two and an unexpected turn of events occurred.

The summer between 7th and 8th grade I woke up to an empty home. I looked everywhere and I couldn't find my mom. I walked into the kitchen and she had left a note. She'd call me as soon as she could and she loved me very much. She called later that day to inform me that she was in the hospital and she was okay but she'd have to stay so I would be home alone that night. As a pre-teen, this was both terrifying and exhilarating. I was home alone! I could do whatever I want and no one could tell me no! I drank milk from the jug and I had ice cream for dinner, I watched a PG-13 movie and

At initial, I did not comprehend the meaning of a divorce. For me a divorce meant that my dad was going to take vacations, however, come back to the house once he finished his vacations; little did I know that it was not like that. It meant that he would no longer live with us. At first, it was hard to get used to living in two different homes

I filed for divorce with my wife in May of 2014 we just couldn’t get along there was lying, stealing, drugs and she was cheating on me and was always gone. It was the hardest decision I have ever had to make by myself but I knew it had to be done I knew at that time there was no saving her nothing I could do. I was so scared I didn’t know what to do I needed the money for an attorney my cousin Betty is a paralegal for Roger’s County courthouse and has made several friends while working there she introduced me to an attorney by the name of Justin Greer. He knew I had no money out of the kindness of his heart he let me only pay him $600 for his retainer fee (which was usually $2,500). I set up a meeting with him and he started the paperwork for

Thirteen ended up being the worst year of my life, because my parents got a divorce.

When I made the decision to divorce my husband 10 years ago, I thought I had pretty much figured out what my life would be like. Single parent with a great support system. Working full-time as a software sales professional, and faith that moved mountains. I GOT THIS!

I had to deal with the drama and pain that comes with a divorce. As an eleven-year-old girl that was just starting to find her way in life, it may have even been a bit harder to deal with than usual. I hated life for a while, as my parents would constantly fight and "fall-outs" would happen every other day. I was depressed for a little while and wallowed in that depression. Although I had every right to be sad and pitiful, it needed to stop. It was

At the time of my parents’ divorce, I was 9 years old. My family and I lived in Martin, Tennessee, but my mother was a nurse at the hospital in Union City, Tennessee. I had been born and raised to that point in Martin and was in the 3rd grade when I found out my mom, my sister, and I would be moving to Union City without my dad. I can not recall every emotion I had at the time, but

I primarily attended North View Junior High in Booklyn Park, MN. I would describe my pre-teen and teen years as fun, exciting and painful. My parents divorced during my time in middle school. As a result of the divorce, my dad was distant and emotionally unavailable. Throughout my years as an adolescent, I felt I needed my dad in my life. I remember seeing mothers and fathers together at baseball games but not my dad. Although the divorce had a negative impact in my personal life, I enjoyed my school work and classmates. Around the age of 14, my mother accepted a job in Iowa. My mother, sister and I moved to Iowa and lived there for one year. We moved back to Brooklyn Park before I started eighth grade. On weekends, I spent time with my friends.

Can you imagine watching your parents fight all day long? Can you imagine over hearing them talk about not being together- even worse getting a divorce? Can you imagine getting separated from two of your siblings? Well, I can and you do not want to experience it.

I can remember sitting on my couch listening to my mom and wondering what was going to happen. I had a half of a year in high school left because I was graduating early. She proceeded to tell my brother and I that she would be moving to Georgia as soon as the summer came, four months away, and that

I found myself single again after 2 decades and realized I had a long list of things that needed to get accomplished. So I decided to prioritize the list because it can be overwhelming. The first thing on my agenda was taking care of myself as well as my 2 small children and considering I haven't had to do this alone before it took some soul searching.

I remember seeing my phone light up and getting a message from my mother in the group chat we have as a family. A picture popped up, when I opened it, I saw a ring on her finger. Getting told that my mother was getting married again was difficult to actually believe. Even though everyone always goes through tough changes, that moment was the pivotal one in my life. Overcoming this change hasn’t been easy, but I have a loving family that has always been there for me through the good and bad times that are helping me overcome it.