My life has been a series of bad timing and bad luck. I believe if Lemony Snickets would have heard my story she would have titled her series The Series of Semi-Unfortunate Events. When most kids look back on their childhood they think about family vacations, the time they built a tree house with dad or running through the sprinklers when I look back the first thing I think of is when my parents got divorce. I don’t want to set the wrong picture for my childhood, it was great. I battled monsters in the sand box and made countless trips across the vase lands to the barn, I was always lucky to return home alive before dinner of course.
When I was seven years old my parents tried to explain to me that they would be moving into separate …show more content…
I would try to remember fight my parents had or any signs they were headed for a divorce but nothing. I couldn’t remember anything that indicated that there was even problems. Anytime I would ask my older brothers about what they remembered the answers were always the same, “I don’t know.”, “They just weren’t compatible.” How could two people with three kids not be compatible? Me being the optimistic child I was I was convinced my parents were going to work it out and soon they’d be getting married again, where I’d get to be the flower girl in the pretties dress anyone had ever …show more content…
I realized that the things that happen to you are just things that shape you into who you are. It’s how you handle things that make you who you are. With every obstacle that has been put in front of me I wouldn’t change my family for anything. Without the horrible event of my parents splitting they wouldn’t have met my step-parents who gave me the greatest siblings. I can’t expect a perfect life because no one has a perfect life, everyone has their own struggles. I’m still working on becoming who I want to be but one thing I know for sure is I have to except the bad with the