Growing up, I was always told my family was “perfect”. I am the oldest of four kids: my two sisters, Grace and Hannah, and my brother Jack. We were all very close, and our family was always involved with our community. We attended church weekly and went to sporting events often. Despite all of the wonderful parts of my childhood, during my freshman year of high school, my parents told me and my siblings that they were getting a divorce.
In the moment of hearing those words come out of my dads voice, I felt as if my life was ruined. Tears began to stream out of my eyes and a pit instantly set in my stomach. I immediately began to think about all the changes that were going to occur in my life because of this. I was now going to have to live in two houses and only see my parents half the time I used to. I would have to move half of my belongings out and into a new house. If I forgot things I needed for the week, I had to bug my mom or dad to take me to go get it from the other house. I knew there were going to be many hard changes in my life, and I feared them.
I struggled and had a hard time with these things for a while. Although, as time went on I adapted and learned why this was best. The things I learned from my parents divorce have helped me throughout the past four years and will continue to in my future. It has taught me to find the best in every situation I am in. To see why it might be best in the end, even if it doesn’t feel that way right now. I embraced more responsibly, began to make more decisions for myself and spoke up when I was upset. Ultimately, I could not see myself being the person I am today if I did not have to go through all of this. It helped shape me into who I am today and how I live my life.