My Father 's First Family Essay

859 Words Oct 19th, 2016 4 Pages

My childhood is filled with good memories, birthday parties, family dinners and abundance of things,

food and stories. But on the other end of the spectrum, is sadness, avoidance, and a lack of love.

Looking back I see that my parents did the best they could. I also see how my mother’s childhood

influenced the way she raised us. I see how the loss of my father’s first family caused him to be

somewhat distant.

As a teenager, I was moody, didn’t like affection and had an almost ‘victim’ like take on life. The

moodiness was masked depression which caused the avoidance of a lot of things, mainly school. At this

point in my life I was living with my dad and try as he might, he couldn’t get me to go to school, so I

didn’t. I ditched so much my freshman year I had to re-take it. I made an attempt at an alternative

school, but found it no different.

The desire to go back to school didn’t become a nagging feeling until I gave my life to God in 2008. And

from winter of 2008 until March of this year there was always a reason not to go. I think that’s because I

wasn’t living my life for God. My life was like the parable of the mustard seed, my faith wasn’t rooted so

it blew away in the wind. In those 8 years there were so many lessons. Years of partying, a failed

engagement, a disastrous rebound relationship and full out battles with my family, especially with my

mom. Loosing friendships and quitting jobs. As I put pen to…

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