Personal Narrative: The Truth Behind The Drive
I am currently 16. My parents got divorced when I was 3, and moved to opposite sides of the state. Every weekend, my dad would drive 2 hours each way just to see me for a weekend. At the age of 15, I made the decision to switch from going to my dad’s on weekends, to going to my mom’s on weekends. This drive occurs every weekend, for as long as I am willing to make The Drive to see my mom and dad.
The Drive just is not the same anymore, though. Now that I am 16, it is now my sole responsibility to make this long, boring drive. Recently, now that it is getting close to winter time, my father has been telling me “The Drive is way too dangerous for you to be doing every weekend”. Despite this I continue to make The Drive.
As I sit lazily on the couch, zoning off, I think about the upcoming weekend, and whether or not to drive 2 and a half hours to go to my mom’s house. Every week, again and again, I continue to make the same drive to see the other side of my family. “Why do I do this?” I think to myself. …show more content…
To make the long, dreadful drive, I risk my life, a lot of time, and I also miss out on doing fun things with friends. But what makes all of the driving worth it? I finally came to the conclusion- dedication to your family.
I realize how much it means to both sides of my family just to spend time with me, so why would I not sacrifice my time to please them, as well as myself? One night, after a lengthy drive after work, my mom told me, “You didn’t have to make this drive so late! You could have just came in the morning!” I shrugged my shoulders and responded, “Family is worth all the time in the world, This, I
The Drive just is not the same anymore, though. Now that I am 16, it is now my sole responsibility to make this long, boring drive. Recently, now that it is getting close to winter time, my father has been telling me “The Drive is way too dangerous for you to be doing every weekend”. Despite this I continue to make The Drive.
As I sit lazily on the couch, zoning off, I think about the upcoming weekend, and whether or not to drive 2 and a half hours to go to my mom’s house. Every week, again and again, I continue to make the same drive to see the other side of my family. “Why do I do this?” I think to myself. …show more content…
To make the long, dreadful drive, I risk my life, a lot of time, and I also miss out on doing fun things with friends. But what makes all of the driving worth it? I finally came to the conclusion- dedication to your family.
I realize how much it means to both sides of my family just to spend time with me, so why would I not sacrifice my time to please them, as well as myself? One night, after a lengthy drive after work, my mom told me, “You didn’t have to make this drive so late! You could have just came in the morning!” I shrugged my shoulders and responded, “Family is worth all the time in the world, This, I