Have you ever
heard of those heartbreaking divorce stories? You know, where the kids get
destroyed. That would be my story, but mine goes just a little
different.
Temporarily
separated is what I would call it. It’s hard to take in for me. No matter what
house I’m in it’s like I’m lost. Like I’m always missing something. It’s hard
to hang on to, but being stable keeps me going. I’ve always wondered why they
aren’t still together if they were in love. Can you just fall out of
love?
I’ve had a hard
time trying to discover MY way of making it work. My way of seeing it: it could always be worse. As I am getting
older I am realising that there are parts of this separation that are okay.
Well yes, my mom has a harder time pushing through the way of her life. Maybe
like someone you know. My dad has the complete opposite way of living. My mom
doesn’t keep herself straight is all I can really say. My dad, on the other
hand, saves me from every situation. He is like my hero always coming to the
rescue when I need it. He’s the one that
makes family trips. Those trips that my mom doesn’t go on. Back to the feeling
like I’m missing something. We do all of
these different events that we call “family bonding,” but how can it be family
bonding when a main part of my family isn’t there?
Let me tell you
this right now, being able to go home and see both of your parents makes you an
extraordinarily lucky person. Yes, of course with some parents them both being
together might not be the best, but doesn’t that mean they haven’t given up
yet? There is quite a struggle with having to go back and forth. It’s either
forgetting something or not knowing what house it’s at. It gets overwhelming
sometimes. I have to admit, sometimes I lose hope of my parents ever being with
each other again. At the same time my dad will sometimes tell me how much he
loves my mom. Between my parents and all it really does shoot me down. My
emotions run wild sometimes. Sometimes I can’t stop myself from just sitting
and wishing and praying that they would just get back together and we’d have a
built family again. It’s like in the snap of a finger I’m crying or wanting to
scream until I have no voice left to scream.
It has always
been hard for me and my brother, honestly. My brother and I have gone through
the same thing step by step. We’ve both wanted them together, but we have come
to reasoning on why they can’t in the moment right now. Another upside is that
my brother and I are like best friends now. We have grown closer together. Even
though it hurts, it’s okay. There will be tears and there will be smiles. It’s
worth it though, knowing you still have a family that loves you and will be
there for you.
This separation
is hard and will be a struggle, but it is worth it in the end. We know the love
and the strength out of this family. We will push forward and keep our family
on track because that is the family we are. Is it hard? Yes. facing something
new is challenging, but you always find your way through it. Life as it is is
all challenges. Adjustment is your way of pushing through.
-Eve Gerke
A technique used to make this piece engaging was comparing the way that you deal with your parents separation to the way that you would typically see it in movies or stereotypical scenarios.For example, ¨... You know, where the kids get destroyed.That would be my story, but mine goes just a little bit different.¨
ReplyDeleteI always knew that separations were hard but it's always shocking to hear the point of view and different stories of each child. My uncle and aunt were simply in love, then he lost it and they split. It hurt me to realize that they no longer were together anymore. They lived with us with their two boys and it was confusing. It seemed like they never fought, I realize now that they did they just hid it from their children and me to protect us. "This separation is hard and will be a struggle, but it is worth it in the end. We know the love and the strength out of this family. We will push forward and keep our family on track because that is the family we are." This hit me hard as my family as well, my family is strong and we will not let this ruin our family and love for each other. Although we may struggle sometimes, we will always be family and we will never fall.
ReplyDeleteYour piece was really good and engaging. I loved your descriptive writing and your voice in your piece. From your writing I learned a valuable lesson. I learned that I shouldn't take my life for granted. I have a family with both of my parents in the same house and I know that some people don't. That's why I should appreciate my life and be happy for what I have. I can go home, feel safe and not even feel a bit lost. The quotes that I got from your writing that helps explain this is,"Let me tell you this right now, being able to go home and see both of your parents makes you an extraordinarily lucky person," and "It’s hard to take in for me. No matter what house I’m in it’s like I’m lost."
ReplyDeleteI learned that no matter what if your happy or not you should just keep pushing through. If you think you have it the worst, you don't because there is always someone else in the world has it worse. Ever since I was born I would go to one of my family members house (Most of the times my grandpa's house) on Sunday's every single weekend. We would do this because when my grandpa moved to New York from California (every single person in my family regrets moving out of california) all of his sons and daughters were all living in his house. And slowly as time went on they were moving one of my aunts moved to California, one moved to Canada, and the rest stayed near my grandpa in New York but moved out of the house. Then sadly my grandma that I never met was diagnosed with cancer and died months later. It's been seventeen years since she died and still we go to my grandpa's house. Just about six years ago my aunt and uncle were not divorced but my aunt would not come to my grandpa's house anymore because of my uncle. And a couple of years went by and then my aunt decided to give it another shot. Then she started coming to my grandpa's house I was really happy because she was really nice and she brought all of the kids slushies on the day she came back. She was also a good cook because every Sunday when we would meet, my family members would bring food and I liked hers a lot. A year went by and I don't really know what happened but things didn't work out and then they got divorced. She didn't come to our family meetings anymore. Now every time I go to my grandpa's house I feel like something is missing. I don't see my cousin every single week now, I only see once or maybe twice in four weeks. I try not to have sad thoughts and enjoy myself with cousins at my grandpa's house every Sunday and kind of forget what happened and I just keep pushing "Adjustment is your way of pushing through". I hope to one day see my aunt again even if she doesn't come to family meetings.
ReplyDeleteI really like the technique of asking the reader a question that was demonstrated in the conclusion. And using the answer to end the narrative in a powerful way. "Is it hard? Yes. facing something new is challenging, but you always find your way through it. Life as it is is all challenges. Adjustment is your way of pushing through."
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