Is Traffic Really What I Want - 1342 Words

Is traffic really what I want to be in? My life is like bumper to bumper, too many friends, strangers, and family in front of me. As I tell my life story it is hard to reminisce back at the failures and those misunderstood thoughts. I am starting to realize that the pain I faced was supposed to make me into a man, since my father was not there. I don’t blame him for not being there because it was my mother’s decision to leave him when I was four to eight months year old, while my older brother Norman was four years old. My mother had dated my father since they were kids in Jr High School. I know they loved each other but my father was insecure because the beauty that my mother had. He was afraid that she would leave him or was†¦show more content†¦Meaning he took initiative of being another father to me, even know I did not enjoy that at times, because he would try to be overly on my case. Norman just wanted me to be the best I could be and allow me to know how to grown from mistakes made by me, him, and are mother. He taught me how to ride a bike, read, and how not be afraid of any man including the sacrifices it takes to becoming a man. However, there were time where he did not know how to deal with the difficult situations that were handed to us. For instance when we had to live in a van and move hotel to hotels for a year, because rent was not able to get paid. After a while we could not live in those hotels, vans, and family homes forever, so my mother shipped me and my brother out to Louisville, KY during the summer. We thought it was a vacation to get away from what was going on at the time. We went to go visit are granny, uncle, aunty, and little cousin. Although, that summer vacation turned into us being there for a couple more weeks passed summer to months and a year and a half. Coming to find out my mother was still living back on those family homes. It was hard to know what was going on at the age of ten, eleven years old, but I stayed calm and always kept a smile on my face no matter the situation. I guess I just always thought that this was how these were supposed to go, the situations just felt normal. I began to get use to the moving back and forth and struggling on having a home to ourselves.