Day 3: Describe Your Parents

I really don't know what it feels like to have a complete set of parents.  I only have 2 years worth of memory of having both a mother and a father.  My dad and I were very close.  We ate together, slept together, sang together, listened to music together, washed the fish tank together, and spent all of our time together.  It was at the age of 7 when he decided to leave the family that he had created.  Although he had made attempts to be in my life, I could not accept what he did to my mom.  If I look back now, would I still completely blame him?  I don't feel that way, but I did believe that until the past few years.  I don't feel bad for myself for growing up without a father.  It is unfortunate, but c'est la vie!  I'm not the only person in this world who grew up without a father...hell, there are many people just like me.

I used to be petrified of my mom.  Up until the point where my dad left, I never really spoke to her or spent a lot of time with her.  After he left, I had no choice but to be close to her.  Looking back, it was bittersweet.  If he never left, I don't think my mom and I would be so close.  We are each other’s best friends.  We're like sisters.  To me, she is the most beautiful, strong, charismatic, righteous, and amazing person ever.  No matter the struggle, she would overcome it and never told me she was struggling.  She provided for me as if I had a father.  I feel that if I were even half as strong of a woman as my mom is, there is nothing that could bring me down.  Every time I have any type of heartache or problem that wouldn't escape my mind, she is always there to help me and soothe me.  I don't know where I would be or who I would have become without such an amazing mother.  I am nothing without her.