Life isn’t always fair.

Emily - Gainesville, Florida
Entered on November 6, 2008
Age Group: Under 18
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Life Isn’t Always Fair

I believe that life isn’t always fair. At times it can be sweet, but other times it can be cruel, cold, and brutal. I believe that we can get through whatever life hands us. Sometimes you’ve just got bare down and push through it.

When I was about 4 or 5 my dad went to jail or, as we knew it, “ Time out”. He had been drinking and driving and got into a car accident. It was pretty bad, and he had to go to the hospital. I don’t remember when he went away or when I realized that he was actually gone. All I remember is the visits we made, the tears I cried, and the longing for him to come home. I remember this one particular moment when we were visiting my dad. We were sitting at a table outside in the fenced in area. It was time for us to leave, so I pretended I was asleep. I didn’t want to leave. My mom said that she guessed she was going to have to leave me there, thinking that out of fear I would get up and leave, but instead I smiled to myself thinking I’d be able to be left with my dad. When my mom saw this didn’t work she came over to me and told me I needed to leave and we would see dad later. Sadly, I got up and watched my dad as we left. It was horrible, but now I’m 14 and my dad is home again. We’re all doing well, and happy. It was a really hard thing to go through, but I got through it.

I met my boyfriend, Stephen, only a few months ago, and he’s the only one who really understands me. Not to long ago Stephen moved to Tennessee. It was horrible. We made it a goal to see each other as much as possible. The thought of him moving was devastating to me. My boyfriend, the person who I could always turn to, was moving. I found it so unfair that he had to leave. He’s the first boyfriend I’ve ever had and he has almost all of the same priorities I do. He’s amazing, and I love him to death. I miss him a lot. We don’t see each other as much, and it sucks. I still wish he could come back to Florida, and be with us here. I have been saving my money that way we could go up to Tennessee and visit every once in a while. I’m trying really hard not to let him being away effect me, but its not easy. We talk to each other almost every night on the phone, and make sure we give each other details about our day. We’re doing good. I still miss him, but I’m getting through it.

Life can be hard, but if I can handle it, so can you. You just have to believe.