I spent most of my life with my grandparents and aunts after my mother passed away. I learned a lot through it and learned so much about my mother through my families stories of course. I was really young and don't remember much about her. Life after that, grew to never be the same. My grandfather cried for months on end, and cried up until the day he died. He loved her with everything he was. I learned that day, that nothing in this world could ever compare to the love a father has for his children, especially the love a father has towards his daughters. I vowed from that day forward, to at least be half the man my grandfather was. I also vowed to never be like the man my father was.
I grew up with very little but it was enough for me. I struggled at school when kids would taunt me and tease me for having shoes to big or too little for my feet. My grandmother did the best she could and bought me shoes she could afford at that time. I remember she would stuff socks in the shoes that were too big for me and my brother. See, my grandmother bought shoes that were bigger so I could grow into them, I learned that later on in life. Kids grow fast but their feet grow faster. Also, shoes are very expensive and having to buy a pair every couple of months cause children grow out of them is even more expensive.
I grew up without a father most of my life. He decided to show up a couple years after my mom passed away. I guess he had a change of heart, but it was kind of too late for that. My dad missed out on very important events in my life and I had already spent most of it without two parents. In a way I needed him but in others I did'nt.
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