By the time I was 5 years old, my life had changed drastically. Being the the oldest of two baby girls, I had no idea of what life would have in stored for me without my daddy. I knew that I was special because I had a daddy that adored and loved me so when he didn't came home from work one day, I knew that something was wrong and it was soon to be proven so. As we walked along Riverside Drive, my mother carrying my little sister on one hip and holding my hand on the other side, I could sense that something bad had happened. When we reached the apartment complex, we went to my Mom's friends apartment. I can remember seeing my mother crying on the couch and then I remember seeing the news on television and hearing his name.
My parents married young and began a family because they were in love. My father move my mother and I from Louisanna to Houston, Texas in order to provide a better life for his family.
