I, myself, am a product of a broken family. My parents split briefly very early in my toddlerhood, they decided to get back together and try it once more only to have it fall apart once again. My parents separated for good as my elementary school years were coming to an end. We stayed in Miami for several years before my mom remarried and we moved to Jacksonville, Florida.
I struggled a lot with the transition, the one-parent lifestyle had its fair share of low points for me, especially being the oldest. As the oldest child I never had that extra person to confide in, nobody to get advice from, but I made the best of all my struggles. I found encouragement and advice through music and all the tough parts I endured I made sure to keep those from affecting my younger siblings. So I became a trustworthy, role model, father-figure type role for them, and made sure to always be there for each of them.
All in all, this is me and my family's personal take on enduring a divorce and what a blessing it truly was.
I struggled a lot with the transition, the one-parent lifestyle had its fair share of low points for me, especially being the oldest. As the oldest child I never had that extra person to confide in, nobody to get advice from, but I made the best of all my struggles. I found encouragement and advice through music and all the tough parts I endured I made sure to keep those from affecting my younger siblings. So I became a trustworthy, role model, father-figure type role for them, and made sure to always be there for each of them.
All in all, this is me and my family's personal take on enduring a divorce and what a blessing it truly was.