My Memory

Everyone has memories, however some may be bad ones and others may be good. It all depends on the person and how they interpret that memory. Memories can change a person's life, for better or for worse, and they can also change the person. A memory that has changed me and my life, is the one of my parents getting a divorce when I was about seven years old. I was a child who did not really understand what was going on accept the fact that my dad was not going to be living in the same house as my mother and I. Even though I was not at an age where I could fully comprehend the severity of the situation, I was still affected by it. I remember it like it was yesterday, coming home and seeing all of my dad's belongings gone, and feeling like a part of me was taken away. At that moment I was confused and in shock, and had no idea of what was taking place. When I finally new and understood what was happening, I was devastated, sad, and felt a sense of fear. For many years I slept with a shirt, that my dad had accidentally left behind, I would hold it in my arms, and from the smell of the shirt I would slowly cry myself to sleep. Even though this may seem a bit on the sad side, there is a happy ending to all of it. My mom and dad, are at speaking terms, they are civil with one another, and they both care for me more than anyone else in the world. Unlike many divorced couples with a child they did not let their differences, and divorce get in the way of their love and care for me. They both remarried and have children of their own, which are now my brother and sisters, whom I love very much. This experience/memory has changed my life for the better, my parents had many differences and their divorce has made me and them more happy. Obviously, I would have loved to have my parents together, but this has been better for everyone, and it has given me siblings which I did not have before. It has also made me a stronger person, more mature, I had to grow up faster than usual because it was only my mother and I, and it has given me thicker skin for my own protection. Memories do change a person and their life but it does not always have to be a type of memory that you wish to forget, it can be one that you look back on and remember and thank god that he gave you that experience.