Growing up I had an over controlling father who often cheated on my mother. When they finally got a divorce my father got involved with another woman who was into drugs. He made some bad decisions and ended up in prison for a few years. So my mom had me and my 3 other siblings. When I was a teen my mom and I never got along. We really didn't talk much and when we did it was always arguing and fighting. She was the mom who was more into her new boyfriend than anything going on in her childrens lives. In 2011 she was hit by a drunk driver. And suffered a brain injury. With my dad in prison and my mom unable to care for us I was terrified that we would be separated. My siblings were my life. Until my grandparents said they would take us in. Come to find out they were actually talking to a lawyer about getting custody of us kids anyway. (They found out my mom was getting back into drugs.) So when the accident happened we were basically just handed over to them. From then on they have raised us. They are both my heros. I am who I am today because of them.❤ They've taught me to be kind, respectful, responsible, caring, strong, and smart. They are my world. THEY are my parents. I am now a grown adult. I have a boyfriend who I've been with for 5 years now and my grandparents love him. I have my own apartment with two fur babies who I adore! My mom and I are super close now! Though she's not the mom I remember growing up. she's changed. Which, to me, is a good thing! I don't talk to my dad much but we see each other occasionally. I see and talk to my grandparents almost everyday. So my question is... Who is YOUR hero? 😊💕