Personal Narrative: Loss Of A New Home

Holiday’s are a time for joy and family traditions, but what happens when things must rapidly change causing tradition to become lost? This last Christmas, my grandparents were unexpectedly forced to move houses due to my grandfather’s unknowing addiction; that Christmas, moods dropped from gleeful to depressed and confused. My grandfather had always been actively involved in the stock market, but we were unaware that it had become his addiction until Christmas day. My grandmother discovered that my grandfather had lost a great deal of money in the stock market, and in hopes of retrieving it back, he took out loans on the house and continuously put the rest of their savings into stocks, in hopes of gaining the money back, which caused his addiction. …show more content…
When thinking of the old home, joyful thoughts came to mind, it was a place where I could always be a kid at heart, eat and cook good food with my grandmother, and just have fun with the family. Now, when I think of the new house, all the memories of the old home flood through my head creating bitter emotions toward their new house. There is a small kitchen, not a lot of eating room, and whenever we visit them, almost always my dad has to bear the pain of financial discussions and help them move something in or out of the house. Depression fills what small space they now own. My grandparent’s struggle to sell their old home, my grandfather still copes with his addiction, and my family has begun to realize that things will never be the same. When thinking of going to my grandparent’s home, excitement came across my face, but now I can hardly bring myself to going to this new house, the only thing encouraging me to go is the time I get to spend with my family. The atmosphere rapidly changed from simple and easy to overwhelming without leaving space to