I will be the first to say that I am pretty lucky that I have not faced a difficult challenge in life that has stopped me from loving the people I love. Therefore, writing about this may be a little challenging for myself. However, one major change in my life that could have affected me more than it did is the divorce of my parents. When I was 12 years old, I was faced with big news that was frightening. The hardest part was having just my father break the news to me because my mother wanted to wait. However, my dad knew telling us kids was the right decision. I respected his decision because it was better to find out by him rather than someone in the small town that we live in. Although it was hard hearing this news coming out of my fathers mouth, it would have been worse hearing it from a friend or different family member. In all honesty, I did not know how to react or what to think when I heard this news. I was speechless because I always thought I was going to be one of those lucky ones that had both parents living in the same household. I was hurting on both inside and out but couldn’t ever find the right words to talk to someone. Next thing I knew, I was helping my dad packing and gathering our belongings to move into a new house. Everything was happening so quickly. I knew going back and forth from houses was going to be challenging having to haul our clothes and other personal things back and forth every week. It always sucked having to worry about who’s place you
