I Admire My Mother

My mum split up from my dad when I was 7 years old. I was too young to understand why, but I know that he would shout at her and he would sometimes shout at me too. I never noticed any violence, and my mum has never mentioned any, so I really do hope that there was none. She met my step-dad shortly after, however they too split. She used to cry in her bedroom. I was older this time, so I knew what was happening. I knew that nothing horrid had happened; things just weren’t right for her. She left one night without saying goodbye, and I still live alone with my step-dad now, nearly two years on from her leaving. I know, despite the way that she left me, that she had been through so much hurt and pain during her life. For that, I respect and admire her so much.