2/23/2017 0 Comments Hiraeth draft 1 Here I am sitting at the table age 10 with my family eating dinner. My mother, father, sister and little brother all enjoying the meal my mom has slaved over and made for all of us to enjoy. My dad sitting very angrily at the table all because of his day at work. Taking his anger out on everyone was his forte, my mom didn't really appreciate it but she dealt with it. I could never understand why even though I was so young I knew a lot of things that went on between the two of them. "Bring my food but before you bring it heat it up I'm not in the mood today" I looked at him as though he was crazy because who was he talking to like that? But, my mom being my mom checked him right there and let him know his behavior wasn't acceptable. "Bang,Bang" plates flew everywhere as the two began to argue ? "I hate you", "I hate you too, you can get the hell out of my house". "Y'all can't live without me I do everything for this family, I buy everything"! At that point I learned what a toxic relationship was like and I swore to myself I would never have that for myself. I hated my dad, he put my mom through so much and all she did was love him. But I thought to myself why go through that pain? From him cheating and getting another woman pregnant to treating my mom like she meant nothing to him. "Forget you and this family I don't need none of this". He left the house and I haven't seen him again until the next week. Day by day my mom doing her daily routine. Cooking,cleaning, taking care of us all making sure we had the best life possible. My dad? Absent doing whatever he wanted. My family meant everything to me we needed to work! They needed to work! “I'm home” my dad came through the door yelling we all came down to greet him as we were happy to see him. My mom upset. “Where have you been, “I've been calling you, texting you, were you with that bitch? Tell me! Tell me right now, were you with her”? A couple seconds went by still no answer at that moment my mother realized that the man she once loved was the man that was also breaking her heart and putting her through hell. “For the sake of the family I put up with a lot of shit from you and I AM DONE. Take what you have out of this house and never come back AGAIN”. Standing there shocked I couldn't believe it my mom finally really putting her foot down and I couldn't be anymore proud of her. It wasn't that I didn't want our family to work I just wanted my father to treat my mother right to keep the family all together. Me and my siblings begging and pleading for them not to just stay together but that was a done deal. My father packing his stuff very upset because even though he treated my mom a certain way he still loved her. Love wasn't enough. The next few weeks were empty. Burnt up pictures, burnt up clothes my mom lost it! We've had many talks since he's been gone but my siblings were devastated and so was I. We always asked a bunch of questions as we didn't know my moms next move. Was it divorce? Was she going to stay with home? We weren't sure because my mom really never shared that much with us, we would always get the run around. “Everything will be fine”. I couldn't stand hearing that because everything wasn't fine. Months and months go by still no dad. Haven't seen him, talked to him he just abandoned his family. While walking in my home from school my mom seemed to have a friend over, preferably speaking a guy friend. “Who is he, why is he here”. My mom knew we had no filter so I would say whatever out of my mouth. “This is Rodney, we've been seeing each other for sometime.” My heart sank, I couldn't believe it. Why? Why now? Didn't she still want dad? I'm pretty sure they could have found a way to work it out. There was a lot of small talk going on until my older sister walked through the door. Looking shocked she greeted everyone with confusion on her face. My mom introducing her friend she continued on with her nice personality. Eating a nice home cooked meal we looked towards the door because there was a noise and there he stood. My father, disgusted and angry.
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