Personal Narrative: My Life With Divorce

My story isn't quite special really, although I have lived under some unique circumstances. My mother was a single parent raising my little sister and I until she married my Stepdad in 2007. I was five at the time and had no father figure until then. From that time on he became my dad. Our new family moved twice before living in a small city where we stayed for 6 years. This is where I made close friends, achieved academic excellence, went to church regularly, life was great or so I thought. What seemed to be our perfect life was turned upside down as hard times fell upon us. I was now the oldest of five younger siblings, my mom wasn't healthy, and my dad had to struggle to keep things going.

"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.

As a child dealing with domestic abuse, this is the first time I faced adversity. Later, being abandon by our father, made it difficult for my mother falling on hard times financially, along with raising three children as a single parent. I was the first to graduate from high school out of my immediate family, at this time I was content

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

There are two adversities that I experienced that have had the most impact on my life. They both involve family members passing away. Both, occurred unexpectedly in 2014. One is my Grandpa Ron (My mom’s dad). He was an amazing man that changed throughout his life drastically. When he was young he did not treat my grandma and mom like a man should. As they both faded away from him he realized what it was like to be pushed away and he had to change. He was involved with our family more and more as time passed. In the last few years he was constantly trying to get involved with my sports and see us as much as possible. I was closer than ever to him in the last three years of his life. He was the fun, loving grandpa that I enjoyed being around. One night my mom woke me up and brought me into my sister 's room and I knew something was wrong immediately. My parents told us that he had had a heart attack. They said he had died. We were in shock and were devastated. It was very hard on me because he was so

Despite the circumstances, I was able to adapt to the situations that were going on. In rough times I would see my mother moving on and not giving up, that helped me see that no matter what situation, I could overcome it. Circumstances changed where my grandmother had to move back to Mexico, and my mother and I were forced to go back to Porterville from San Diego. At this point, my parents had no intentions of getting back together. Initially, it was a struggle, but eventually my mother was able to find employment.

I was born in South Africa, my parents made the decision when I was very young to leave everything behind and move our family to America. My mother did this for one reason, to make sure my brothers and I would have unlimited opportunities to succeed and get an education. Early on in my childhood my parents decided to get a divorce, this was very hard on me as a child because it left me without a father figure. My mom tried the best she could to be a role model for me but it just wasn’t the same. From a young age I had to learn to be independent to stand on my own two feet and work hard at everything I did so I could accomplish my goals. One of those goals that my brothers and I shared was to be the first generation in my family to attend college,

When I was in my early twenties I was hit with one of the worst possible obstacles life could throw at you. Right before my daughter's second birthday, her father was killed in a car accident. My daughter lost her father before she could even talk to tell him “I love you”. Not only did I lose a person that I was closest to, now I had to raise a child that would never really know her father.

Alone, it's word that I loathe.It’s how everyone describes me, every time I hear this word, it makes me realize who I am in society, an unwanted piece of trash, alone.By the way, my name’s Zac, I’m a 15-year-old male attending Dimlight High School.I live with my mom Kat, she’s 5’6, has long blonde hair and a very strict personality.We recently had a divorce with my dad, and that’s a reason why I get teased at school.I have the genes of my father, so I look different from my mother.I am approximately 5’7, have short black hair, and blue eyes like the ocean.No matter how hard I try to fit in, everybody looks past me and see me as somebody who is adopted.I’m used to the teasing now, but I’m not ok with having a “B” in reading, (Partly because

Out of my 35yrs of life I have ovecame so many obstacles. Being a struggling single parent, and just not satisified with how my life was going there are so many that I can talk about but these three where my biggest obstacles. But with my praying family I was against all odds.

As a young boy, my parents decided it was best for the family if they got a divorce. At the time, divorce was not in my vocabulary, meaning I brushed it off as it nothing. It was nothing until shelly, my biological mother, turned it into something. Something that has taught me many values, values that will continue to make me push forward.

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

Having two parents that aren't together anymore can be very hard at times. It can also be an adventure and a good learning experience. Having divorced parents is not very fun but something that I will have to deal with for the rest of my life.

My parents divorced when I was young and separated my older brother and me by multiple states. I lived with my mother in Texas and my brother lived with my father in Arizona. Although I was very young, not having my brother there to help me get through my parent’s divorce was difficult. I did not realize it at the time, but looking back, I struggled significantly. We would only see each other in the summer for a week or so at a time. It was tough, especially in the era of minimal electronic communication devices. Telephone and letters was all we had to communicate. Once we reached an age where we were able to express our concerns we were able to convince our parents to allow us to spend the entire summers together.

The most traumatic experience of my life was losing my Dad. He was an idol to me, he was one of the smartest, strongest, and most driven people I will never know. He single handedly ran a Fedex chain that made most of the family’s income, and could stand toe to toe with the smartest of them. He seemed almost invincible, being stronger than anyone, and seemed like a living superman. But then the day came, the day his mortality came to face, the day our family lost him.