Personal Narrative: Growing Up In A Single Parent Household

For the most part, I grew up in a single-parent household. I lived with my mother who worked 2 jobs; she worked up to 70 hours per week, not so she and I could live a life that included vacations, new clothes at the drop of a hat, or even the ability to add a bit of padding to the weekly budget, rather to simply provide the items needed such as a home that had electricity and heat, food to eat and clothes to wear. I spent evenings alone at home while my mother went from job A directly to job B, or I met her at job B and spent the evening with her at work. I often did homework at a desk behind the customer counter at a convenience store while customers came and went.
At the age of fourteen (14), my mother and I moved in with her boyfriend