I am from a once unbreakable relationship.
A relationship built on trust, love, and commitment.

I am from the house that needed fixing.
Broken windows, loose floorboards, and a poor neighborhood.

I am from the garden my “green thumbed” parents worked on for years.
Red roses, towering lilies, and baby’s breath.

I am from a family that introduced me to my baby brother.
He squealed, cried, and giggled; but, I loved him.

I am from a family with complications.
There were fights, and damaged toys and hearts.

I am from a broken family.
Unpacking different boxes and moving from house to house.

I am from a family that needed time to adjust to changes.
New family members, new school, a new life.

I am from a family that was both destroyed and created.