Split.

"We find by losing. We hold fast by letting go. We
become something new by ceasing to be something
old. There is nothing permanent except change."

I never really like to talk about my family life. Because in a way I feel like if I don't talk about it, then in a way it didn't happen. 

Things happen, people change and life still manages to stumble on. Change isn't always a bad thing, but it's never always a good thing. It's like yin and yang, there's always a positive side to change and then a negative side. Parent's break up, it's always happening, sometimes you never even get to know why, it just happens. You obviously have your assumptions, but nobody is ever willing to tell you the truth. Maybe it's because I'm terrified that my assumptions are true, I don't want them to be. I want to keep my childhood memory safe and secure. I don't want to have to remember all of this negativity and hate towards you. I don't want too. But sometimes you make me so angry, and when you blame things on me that really aren't my fault? That hurts the most. I hope you know I respect you as a fatherly figure, but not one that's always going to be in my life. Honestly, if you hated it so bad with us you should of left sooner so I wouldn't remember it as bitterly as i do now.

"Were moving." You say.

"Really?!" My sister and I both exclaim and get bouncy in our seats. But then I look at my mom's face, stained with fresh tears.

"But, Mommy's getting her own house, and Daddy's getting his own house." He doesn't look my sister or I in the eyes.

I finally break the silence, "What do you mean?"

"Were getting a divorce Hannah."

At that moment I knew that I had to grow up, i had to be there for my emotionally unstable mother. Even today I can't imagine how painful that must of been. But I am so proud of my mom, she is the strongest woman i know, she didn't even let his ass take her down, she came back with ten times more power than she had before. She's now working harder, going to school again to get in the Medical field. My mom is my super hero and she doesn't even know how much of an effect she's always going to leave on me. She makes the best out of any situation and she's always making me laugh, even though we get on each other's nerves. I love her like my best friend, even more. 

I don't know what else to say, I've never really talked about this in so much detail before, but Four years later I'm learning how to cope and I know what to think about and what not to think about. I know where I stand between my parents and I try not to push it.

-Hannah Marie Ditter