Everyday felt like heaven to me. The love my parents would give to my brother and i was such a blessing, in my eyes we were the happiest family ever known. I grew a few years in a neighborhood called StoneWick. Its actually right beside my school i attend now. But anyway, so many memories are still surfaced around that there everytime i think about it. I havent been there in so long. Its like a happy memory i go to everytime i feel as if i need a good thought to think about when im down about something in my day. Like Building my first snowman , and getting lost in my own backyard, and most definetly the bad snow storm in 2003. Woaaah - that left alot of people without power and transportation. To a little girl like me , seeing this action take place was like seeing a winter wonderland. Gosssh , you should have seen the look on my brother and my faces when the snow fell peice by piece to the ground and started to add color of white to the street. Ohh' how we cheered. We couldn't wait to get outside and play with some of the neighborhood kids and challenge some of our friends to a good ole' game of snow ball fight. Memories like that carry in my head forever.
Sooner or later , summer came around the corner , and school was finally out. That meant more time for playing games and watching movies and junkfood. Summer for me was perfect.. but not as i exspected. One day i came home from school with my brother , and we walked in on a arguement with my parents. We were so young , we didnt know what was going on. We sat and watched as tears rolled down my mothers face and anger rage on my fathers. They didnt even notice to see we were standing in the room, so we both walked away hope'n the would stop and notice that we didn't like when Mommy & Daddy fight. For a few days i blamed myself for why my dad was leaving. I never even knew what divorce meant? My father is a firefighter , i thought he was leaving for work with his clothes and bags. I can remember so many boxes sitting in the living room stacked on top of each other. My father caught me staring at them. He looked down at me like he was going to tell me something, but i saw water feel his eyes like cloudy skies above, and he walked away. That day, my father left. He kissed my brother and i on the top of the head, and whispered to my brother to watch after my mother and i because he was the man of the house now. He nodded and went on his way.
As days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months, i started to get the picture that things have changed. My mother would sit in silence sometimes in her room. The feeling of your mom laying on your shoulder asking for help is a feeling alot of people dont have in their lives you know? This is actually the first time i am expressing my feelings about this memory i kept locked away in my heart, but something happend. One bright day i woke up and told myself you need to forgive and forget in order to move on right? I told my mother about how i felt and she smiled and told me to call my brother into the living room. We all talked for hours, she told us never let someone still your joy from your life. "You Got That"? She said to us sternly, we nodded our head and said Yes Mama. After that day, there was no more sad faces, or moods. We actually smiled and laughed again. We realized that life has trials and tribulations that everyone has to go through, and that one was one God gave to us to get through.
As my brother and i grew up, we realized that God has everything happen for a reason, and we are always going to make it. you just have to keep your head up you know? Thats what makes me such a strong person today, and why i am always smiling, if you haven't noticed. Lol, Im so blessed in my life. I might not see it as cleary as other, but its turning into a clearer vesion. Im just glad i have life , family and joy in my days. Im living my life to the fullest and not turning back to relive the past that i already accomplished to get by. Thats just my thought on life.
Thats just me... Lexus Sy'mone Miller.
thats a very well written story. i can see where u r comming from when u said ur dad left i no how it feels when ur not around a father figure i never met mine just give god the glory that you no yours and have a relationship with him. :)
ReplyDeleteThat was a well written story it is kind of what happened to me but I at least get to see my dad often where as you might not see him at all. Good luck to you Lexus.
ReplyDeletewow awsome story i like how u showed your thoughts and feelings in your story
ReplyDeleteWhoaa Lexus thats the best story i have ever heard. You put alot fo feeling into it that i could imagine everything u said G O O D J O B:D
ReplyDeleteThis a very emotional story. It's just great how you managed to get through and actually tell other people about it.
ReplyDeletei like your story so... much detail
ReplyDeleteThat was good and well written I went threw the same thing and got a question do u ever see your dad?
ReplyDeleteThat was really really good......I like how you tell everyone about yourself even whats been bothering you or something you really want to tell people...that really tells how good of a person you are.
ReplyDeleteWow that had to be tough...the image of you mom asking you for help....I love how you challenge your reader to try on your shoes. Powerful writing. I'm sure it had to be tough reliving this all through your writing, but you did an excellent job on this piece.
ReplyDeleteAt first its tough when your dad leaves and I know this because my dad also moved out. But as the years go by it gets easier
ReplyDelete@ Jordan &' Avery , Yes I Do Get To See Him. When Your Divorce Is Final You Get To Chose Like Days Of The Week Or Weekends You Want To Be With Each parent And My Mother Chose To Send Us With My Father Every Other Weekend And Atleast 2 days out of the week We Go And Visit Him Because We Dont Live In The Same Household. So Yes , He Is Still In My Life And Im Glad Christ Worked Something Out For Us Because Most Kids May Not Be Able To See Their Parents All The Time Like I Do. You Know? But Thanks For Reading My Blog. I Really Appreciate That.
ReplyDelete