Single Parent For Now Essay
Growing up with a single mother and men coming in and out of my life was hard to trust but then one man came along and showed me that not all men are the same.
I was raised by a single mother and had to learn things about men from a female. My mom taught me how to tie my shoes, ride my bike, throw a ball, and my mom even took me for my first haircut. I became what our society calls a “mommas boy.” As a child I didn’t know the difference because it was always just me and my mother. I was born in Rochester, NY and moved to Cleveland when I was 1 and a half. We moved into my grandmother’s half house and lived on the top floor. My father didn’t want to move with us so he stayed back in N.Y. I was too young to realize what was going on. I was oblivious to noticing that my father left us made my mother want to leave.
My mother went a couple years without dating again and when she did again for the first time I was about 5 years old. His name was Juan and he was 18 when he started dating my mom. My mom was about 15 years older than him but I didn’t know that until I was a little bit older. He was over my mother’s apartment all time, so I saw a lot of him. I got really attached to him and considered him a father figure because I didn’t know any better. So we started to go over his family 's house and got a lot closer and started to become a form of family that I wasn’t familiar with. Then when I was about 7 years old we moved into his apartment and I…