Everything happens for a reason. Back in 2008, my brother, mom, dad, and I were living in a house in Lincoln. I was 6 years old and to my knowledge everything was going great with our family. Looking back on this time of my life, I am now able to see everything that I couldn’t back then and truly make sense of the situation.
That same year, as I was learning to accept the fact things weren’t going to be the same, my mom said she had some more news for me. She had told me that soon, her, Tyler, and I were going to be moving into an apartment in Lincoln. We lived there for about 4 years and during our time there I really began to feel like we were starting to become a close family again. Even though my dad didn’t live with us anymore, I saw him very often because he lived not too far from the apartment. I really liked the apartment and had made many friends that lived on my street and in our building. After living there for a couple years I began to realize living just the three of us was not as bad as I thought it was going to be and things weren’t that different. I really grew as a person from this experience and learned this was just one inconvenience in my life and things were getting better.
It was now 2012, I was in third grade and my mom came to me with MORE news that would change my life forever: she met someone. His name was Bruce. Occasionally, we would stay over at his house, and I would always make my best friend at the time, Hailey stay there with me because I couldn’t imagine having someone replace my dad. I had just started to truly like it just my mom, Tyler, and I and now in my mind, someone was coming in and ruining it. This was about the time my dad moved from his house in Lincoln, so I started to see him less and less, and our bond began to weaken. That summer, my mom tried to explain to me that we would be moving in with Bruce and that I would start attending a new school in Cumberland in the fall. I was very distraught, and couldn’t believe that I would have to leave all my friends in Lincoln to move in with someone that at the time, I didn’t even like that much.
Looking back on everything that has happened, and now living with Bruce for about 5 years, I have come to realize that moving to Cumberland with Bruce was the best decision my mom could have made. Since moving to Cumberland I have made so many new friends, and remain close with those in Lincoln who helped me through this rough part of my life. Ever since that monumental day back in 2008, when my mom had broken the harsh news of my parents divorce to me, my life has never been the same. I still see my dad sometimes, but just not as often anymore, despite having lost the strong bond we had once shared, I’m forever grateful that today I am able to call people that I barely knew a few years ago my family.