From Birth to Starting Elementary
In your average Small Town, USA.
A child was born into this world and as it sometimes is, her parents weren’t ready for a baby. The family did not make it to the child’s first Christmas before it broke apart. Do not worry because it was for the best. To many broken families try to stay together and it hurts the children more.
Now away from the weird talking about myself like I’m not actually talking about myself.
I remember being with my grandparents a lot as a child. Maybe that’s mostly what I remember because it’s the only things that no one ever tried to change. I know that I lived with my mom until after Pre-K. My mom tells me she had to send me to my dads because my Step-Dad #1 was going to kidnap me and was abusive to her. I don’t know if that’s true, maybe it is. I remember him teaching me to tie my shoes and ride a bike. Also one time we were digging in the back yard. I don’t remember what it was for but I was a kid and digging holes was cool.
So I went to live with my Dad. I stayed with my grandma after school and Saturday nights. My Dad was married to Step-Mom #1. I hate calling her that because she is an amazing woman and it sounds like she was just a no one. However I love her so much and still talk to her. I remember riding in her white jeep. Going to the lake and river. Painting the house. Her loving me so much. Then one summer my dad called me the day before I was coming home to tell me that she was gone. They broke up and she moved out. He didn’t want me to be surprised when I got home but not to tell my mom. I remember running off into the woods so I could cry without anyone knowing. As I wasn’t supposed to tell anyone. I remember getting back home, walking in the door and the house just seemed so empty. Some of my favorite things in the house were gone but also more than that. It was like she took the love and warmth with her when she left. My childhood changed forever.
So the thing about my grandma is that she’s always been super honest with me. Yes she was caring and compassionate but she also needed me to grow up with the tools I needed to make it. My life was about to become so complicated and she knew I’d need things to survive it. Had she not been there and helped me, I would not of made it. This is important to know for all the comes after this.