Storytime Sunday

What was the one experience that completely changed your life? What happened? How did it change your life?

Looking back on my life, there’s actually been quite a few life changing moments. Some are big, some are small, some changed things for better and others changed things for the worse. The biggest one by far has to be when my father, or as I like to call him Sperm Donor, decided to leave.

It happened when I was four years old. We were living in Atlanta at the time. My mom had gotten a job at Egleston Children’s Hospital and my father was working somewhere, but I don’t remember where. Since I was only four, I don’t remember the exact details of what happened. I sort of remember it in snapshots. I remember him not coming home from work one day and not seeing him the next morning. I remember sitting in front of the tv and asking my mom when he was gonna come home. I remember seeing a news report where the police found our van with cocaine in it. I remember moving back to NC and realizing I was never gonna see him again.

After he left, things seemed to go downhill for my mom and me. When we got back to NC, my mom couldn’t find another job. We had to move in first with my aunt, then my godmother, then a family friend. We even had to stay in a homeless shelter for a while. Most of our family members and so-called friends wanted nothing to do with us when we needed help. To this day I still have trouble trusting people because of what I went through.

Eventually things did turn around, my mom found a job and we got an apartment. When I was old enough, I even got a job and helped with the bills. We never did get back above that poverty line though. Sometimes I think about what my life would have been like if he stayed. Would we have been happy? Would we have ever moved back to NC? Would we have still been poor and homeless? Would I have met my husband and had my son? After all is said and done, I’m content with my life as it is. I don’t think I’d change a thing.