I think I was about 6 years old when my parents got divorced. I remember that I didn't understand what they were saying when they sat my brother and me down to talk.

I remember crying for my mom when I was at my dad's house. I know it broke his heart. I just didn't understand what was going on and why I couldn't see her. I remember one night I tried to get into bed with him and he kicked me out. It was like he didn't want any human contact.

I don't know if he even remembers that but we talk about why he did shut me out as much as he did when I was so little. He tells me all the time how much he regrets not kissing or hugging me as much as he should have. I tell him every time it's okay because I have the rest of my life to get some love from him.

Since then I've gained so much knowledge about their divorce and why. I really appreciate my relationship with my mom because I can still ask her questions about her life with my dad. I'm truly blessed to have both of my parents, even though they did get a divorce. They didn't give up on me!

When I was little, I remember that my dad was very quiet all of the time. My mom was always so kind and would buy us anything we wanted. I remember her being so sad all of the time, but she still took care of us!

Again, I am so lucky with the way my life has turned out. If my dad or my mom couldn't take care of us, my grandma and my aunt stepped in! I remember my aunt always distracting us from my parents when they needed a break.

She would take us to the beach and to the mall. She is the best! I am still best friends with my grandmother. I can literally tell her anything. I am so lucky to have so many family members who love me and who are still so willing to take care of me at all costs!

Over the years, I learned so much more about the past and why their relationship fell apart. It's sad to hear why they did break up, but now I understand that they are literally living different lives of their own! And I feel as though I turned out okay. I'm happy. I know how to deal with my issues. I'm not a psychopath, I'm not a murderer, you know? Like I turned out pretty normal compared to some kids whose parents divorced.

Sometimes, divorced families ruin lives, but thank goodness that didn't happen to me. I was so lucky that they did divorce when I was little because we didn't understand. I personally think if they did divorce later in my life, I would've been broken.

My aunt and uncle divorced when my cousin was 16 years old. I can't imagine how she felt having to deal with all of that. She grew up with their mess and now she has to deal with it.

I am so lucky with the way things turned out for me! Sometimes things happen and they suck. But luckily I have the best family in the whole entire world that wants what's best for me! My brother and I are very lucky kids and we always will be!