Memory that impacted me

When I was in first grade my parents brought me and my two older brothers into the living room and sat us down and finally told us what we all knew was coming, they were getting a divorce. I was so young and I didn't understand why they were doing this. Despite my age, the change that I knew was about to occur was becoming real in my head. When they were talking to us, tears starting to fall. As they explained to us what was going to happen, that mommy and daddy weren't going to be married anymore and they would live in separate houses, I started to realize how much everything was going to change. Perhaps I didn't know quite how much though. As the warm tears came rolling down my chubby little girl cheeks, I started to worry. I worried about not having one big happy family, I worried about having two homes, two Christmases, two everything. It amazes me that although I was naive about the reality of the situation, the pang in my heart was real. To this day, that night still effects me. My parents getting divorced changed my family. In some ways it was changed for the better and I can see that now. But I will admit that, to this day, I wonder what it would be like if they were sill married and I had that one family I have always dreamed of.