My parents got divorced as I was entering high school. I generally say it hit my younger brother the hardest. I think that’s just because his reaction
was more outward. My dad is on wife #3. Hopefully, she’s the final one.
My mom didn’t remarry. She viewed it as her keeping her vow, since my dad wasn’t dead. Thankfully, she found comfort in Jesus and didn’t bring another
man into the home.
I became a statistic on many levels…heavy drug use and recklessness. Finally, after a trip to rock bottom, I found myself back in school and working
overtime to prove that I wasn’t a failure. I’m married now with a family of my own, and I work and stress myself out trying not being the father
and husband my dad was. Sometimes, the stress can get overwhelming, but if I can just do these 2 things right, I will look back on my life and
smile.