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On February 14, 2010 life as I knew it changed drastically. I was sitting in class just like every student at Mortimer Jordan High School that day. We were watching a video in History class which seemed to last forever, when suddenly the intercom buzzed and it was for me. I quickly gathered my belongings and my mind began to worry. I never was the kid that missed school especially on game day. Not knowing who would await me at the front desk to leave, I quickly hurried down the hall-way. I turned the corner to see my little mom standing there and I knew something was not right. She looked like her world had fallen apart, with tears rolling down her face she quickly spoke softly to say “I love you, have you had a good day?” With no response I hugged her quickly and we continued home just fast enough for me to find out that my parents were getting a divorce. As I started up the stairs I could not grasp the fact that my parents of 25 years were going to separate. Tears for the first time started to stream down my face as I walked to my room. Beside my Jewry box laid a letter from my dad and a set of wedding rings. The letter just said at simple I love you. At that moment in my life I wish I could have believed him. After I read the letter my brother and I sat and talked or at least tried. After all the man that was my hero had walked out on my family for another woman. After a few months past by with intense arguments with my parents, my mom took on a second job and we had to move houses. Going from a six bedroom home to a two bedroom town home was quite a change as well. The most dramatic change for me was my mom dating around and partying, I hardly ever saw her. She went from a Sunday school teacher to a bar hopping single mom. I basically lived with whomever’s mom would let me stay the night just so I could make it too school the next day. Life was not easy for me and just when I thought things could not have gotten much worse it did. My dad called to say

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