My Life WIthout Him

At such a young age, I just couldn’t understand. Why in the world would he leave? Of course I blamed myself. My father was my hero, my one and only guy. To me, his leaving only forced us apart. I soon learned that I was wrong. My father loved me just the same; that never changed. Eleven years later, we’re closer than ever. It was ridiculous for me to think he stopped loving me. When I was just seven, I met my new stepmom. I knew that I was no longer number one to him. At first it was hard, but I tend to adjust well. Looking back, I know that this was the best thing. Although I miss my father being with me all of the time, My life has been much better with my stepmother. Not only that, but I have gained a life-long friend in my stepsister, And my stepbrother isn’t so bad either. Not many people would put it this way, but, I am happy that my father left. Without his departure all those years ago, I would never have the life that I have now. I have him to thank for that.