Life story

Early life

Have you ever wondered to yourself why your life is so hard or stressful? Is it to much for you to bear? I've had these thoughts run through my mind my whole life, until I used my story to connect to people across the world.

Taking you back a couple years

Around the age of five, my life was anything and everything a little boy could possibly have dreamed of. I had two loving parents, and four siblings that absolutely adored me. My mother and father would soon get married, and I thought this was amazing. Although I didn't know what life was about to throw at me. Two weeks after my parents married, my father told my sister and I that he was going to leave on a business trip. I was in kindergarten at the time, and that whole day I was focused on getting back home and seeing my dad before he left. All I remember is going home that day with so much impatience because I was so focused on getting there on time, but I was to late. Little did I know at the time, that was going to be the last time I see my dad for a year.

My dad came back, and for a six year old, I was just so happy to have my dad back. It just wasn't like that at all, He took me and my sisters to Pennsylvania to visit him and his new family. My time there was horrific, his wife threatened us. Her daughter choked me to a point where I was grasping for air. Luckily I had an older sister that helped me and my twin sister out when tears were our only defense. My dad ended up taking us back after we complained about missing home.

Last Time With My Dad

When we arrived back home, I had the slightest clue that it would be the last time I ever see my dad. I think we all thought things might go back to normal when he picked us up, but it just made things worse for us all. My mom turned to alcohol as her only escape, my older sister started to become influenced by the bad types of kids. And for my twin sister and I, we were just not shown enough attention. My mother had multiple boyfriends that would come along and stay with us for a period of time and it was something we had to become accustomed to. After years of the same routine, my mom finally accepted that we weren't living the life God intended us too. She decided to do whatever it took to see change. She rented an apartment, our life was once again on track and we were all happy. But how long could that really last? Not long I suppose, because after a year life was beginning to take a turn for the worse. My older sisters father passed away and they were going through mourning, and that same week we got an eviction notice at the door. If you think that's bad, just wait a moment. One day after school, I went sprinting up the stairs to find my mom sobbing on the couch. She called my sister and I over to talk. What I was about to hear would break my heart into millions of pieces. "Guys, momma has stage four breast cancer." She then showed us that her hair was falling out and she then squeezed us tightly to her side. For months I remember going to the hospital with her as they would run tests. My mom was, and is a fighter.
   We were staying with my grandma when she had to go the hospital for the final surgery in hopes that she will be announced cancer free. I remember the words she spoke to my sister and I before she walked out the door, "please, whatever happens, just know Mommy loves you and promise me you won't let daddy take you." At age ten, the only escape I had were my tears! That whole day was filled with me constantly running to the phone in hopes that it would be the hospital telling me I could go see my mom. The call finally came! MY MOM SURVIVED
   When she was healthy enough to leave the hospital, she got herself a hotel room and relaxed. She deserved it, she overcame so many obstacles. When she finally came home to grandmas house, we were all very overwhelmed with happiness. Maybe a little to much, because after a while our grandmother got a little tired of us all crammed into her house. We decided to leave, we packed our stuff and went to a cheap motel, we lived there for many months. We stayed there while I was I beginning a new school. I was so embarrassed, I heard all my new friends talking about how exciting there summer was and all the amazing places they traveled. Here I was, living in a motel with my whole family. It was nothing like "Suite life of Zach and Cody". There were days I would wear the same clothes because we couldn't afford to wash. Yet our family stayed strong, I think we realized how good we had it before. Your life shouldn't  be focused on things such as clothes, cars, houses, but rather the importance of love. If you asked me, " Would you change a thing?" I would politely say no! My life has literally shaped me into the person I am today. God puts us through struggles he knows we can handle, because at the end of the day it makes us stronger.