Peering
around the corner of the dining room into the kitchen, yelling and arguing are
all a four year old kid can understand. Papers flying and falling like rain
drops over the linoleum floor, changing the floor from tan to white in minutes.
Mother in tears, father red from frustration; the beginning of the end just
started for this growing family. This used to be a seemingly happy family; a
family whose father would sit with his son every weekend to play Mario, and
whose mother never seemed to argue. That little kid can only remember his life
getting turned upside down after that fight between his parents; more and more arguments
simply lead to divorce. That young boy didn’t even know what hit him; the next
thing he remembers vividly is going when he is six to see his dad with another
woman, his new wife, during weekends. Feelings of separation, divide and
confusion began to coarse through his mind. Separation because he had lost that
connect to his father since they no longer lived together. Divide because his
once united family had become totally divided in two. Finally, confusion
because he had no clue who’s side, his mother’s or his father’s, to believe and
support. He was just too young, too naïve to what the real world had to offer
him. However, growing up having that knowledge and experience in his childhood
taught him so much about life; how nothing is certain and something that seemed
so concrete can be uplifted in a minute. Nothing about other people in your
life can be predetermined; you have to understand that the only things you can
control are your actions and how you perceive your character to the others
around you.
Life has many seemingly cruel things
happen to you, but they are to learn from and only make you stronger as a
person.
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