The pain in my dad’s death was extreme because he was such a good father and he truly loved each of us. Every month he took me and my siblings out to restaurants for one-on-one time. On these daddy daughter dates, he taught us respect and manners. My dad set a high standard for anyone who would take me on a date in the future. My dad would take us fishing, arrow-head hunting in the fields, camping, to amusement parks, and to beaches. He was an entrepreneur who owned his own remodeling business, known as King’s Men Restorations, in which he used his work as a ministry to others, hiring and showing God’s love to those who were in need of an escape from a life of addiction. My dad gave thousands to his friends who needed help financially, and
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I was contemptuous of my dad for abandoning us the way he did. When everything around me changed, and my family became broken, I became apprehensive about my life. Even as a fourth grader, I was aware that the cost of college was extreme to the extent that I started a piggy bank with the purpose of saving for college. There were no leftover savings, as we had declared bankruptcy in 2005. My mom applied for a job as a cashier for Aramark, but we now lived in poverty. My sister is the social butterfly as well as the beauty of the family. She is artistically talented and she can dance. As my sister grew up, she began modeling, some photos are exquisite and true art and some are degrading. Eventually she lost her sense of self-worth, became wild, and fell into depression where I stopped her from overdosing. Even during this past Christmas and Thanksgiving, my sister missed the meals and I had to drive to her apartment to keep her from hurting herself. My brother used to be a straight-A student who smiled all the time. He turned silent, became reclusive, and stopped caring about school. He developed serious anger issues throughout middle school where being around him was a physical threat to me at times. My mom was
I was contemptuous of my dad for abandoning us the way he did. When everything around me changed, and my family became broken, I became apprehensive about my life. Even as a fourth grader, I was aware that the cost of college was extreme to the extent that I started a piggy bank with the purpose of saving for college. There were no leftover savings, as we had declared bankruptcy in 2005. My mom applied for a job as a cashier for Aramark, but we now lived in poverty. My sister is the social butterfly as well as the beauty of the family. She is artistically talented and she can dance. As my sister grew up, she began modeling, some photos are exquisite and true art and some are degrading. Eventually she lost her sense of self-worth, became wild, and fell into depression where I stopped her from overdosing. Even during this past Christmas and Thanksgiving, my sister missed the meals and I had to drive to her apartment to keep her from hurting herself. My brother used to be a straight-A student who smiled all the time. He turned silent, became reclusive, and stopped caring about school. He developed serious anger issues throughout middle school where being around him was a physical threat to me at times. My mom was