Personal Narrative: My Father's Divorce

My parents, Lyndi and Jamie, dated all throughout high school. My father decided to join the Marine Corps out of high school and my mother decided to follow him to South Carolina to start their lives together. They got married just three weeks after my mom graduated high school and a year later my older brother, Cody, was born. After serving 4 years in the Marines, my father decided it was time to move back home to Franklin County, Tennessee because my mother was pregnant with me. On May 30, 1998, my mother gave birth to me three weeks early. Even though I was tiny, the doctors said I could not have been more perfect. When I was little I always tried to imagine the perfect family. I imagined a mother and father laughing with their children while they are outside playing together. Back then I could not comprehend why my family was not like that. My father had a short temper and would take it out on my mother. At the time I started to think it must have been my mother's fault he was always mad. I would soon realize my father was the problem and there was nothing she could do to fix it. Most of the memories I have of my childhood consist of me trying to block out the yelling and the sounds of things being broke.

When I was in the second grade, my parents finally decided to get a divorce. To say my parent's divorce was the best thing that

My mother's health became the main focus of our family. I did not want to see her in pain anymore and I did not know how to help her. After months of recovering, I finally got had my active mother back. When my mother got remarried we joined my stepfather's church, Winchester Cumberland Presbyterian. I had plenty of friends that went to this church also and they helped me get involved in the youth program. This would be the start of my journey with