This day in particular, I grew twenty years I knew that seriousness in his eyes. Dad looked worn out. The deep colored bags under his eyes were definite. He had lost a lot of sleep from the stress of past and present events. His lips were persed as he tried to find the words to explain the scary situation, yet harsh reality.I could feel the tension that was creating amongst my siblings, dad and myself as though something we could not see was lurking a dark tunnel. My eyes began to stray from dad as my mind began to race with so many questions. 'What could be so serious to create this response in my dad?' Then I knew as my eyes met his eyes. It was as though the car dome light came on after my sensative eyes adjusted to the darkness that surrounded everything.The tears came streaming down my face. I could taste the bitterness of the salt in them, but no sound escaped my mouth. I would not let them see me crying and my fear. 'I'm goning to be strong. I have to be or they might see. I can't let them see. They need me now. After this they won't have a mom. I have to be deterimined. I just have to be!'" I love you so much. Your mother and I have decided to divorce " said dad. He tried so hard to keep from crying. I knew that it had been more of his decision. He knew he had two choices. One, stay married to mom and loose us or two, divorce mom and keep us. It sounds so easy, but it wasn't. One simple fact. Dad loves us.Everything that I had felt was right. Dad knew what I was thinking. We loved my mom dearly, but her illness wasn't going to go away and we couldn't do anything about it. He fell to his knees and fell into a fetal position on the carpet floor sobbing and hugging himself. My siblings and I fell next to him letting him engulf us in his safe grasp.Now I was the "mother". The scary fact of responsability engulfed me. I didn't know it, but at that moment I had changed. My life may not be the best or...
