Of secrets discovered..

1986 I was only 12.. and a very young 12 too. I had a mom, a dad, various brothers and sisters, 2 dogs, gerbils and played make believe that my broom allowed me to fly… I didn’t even know we had a secret.. and it would’ve probably not been so bad being told about it had it not been in the midst of chaos, sadness and change.. My dad was leaving us.. more correctly he was leaving my mom.. going away to be a family with someone else.. And this was not the time to tell me about secrets.. I didn’t want to hear anymore.. I wanted things to be the way they were.. .. but we all know that no matter how hard we cry and how many tears we shed. Things will be what they are. So my dad left .. and then the truth had to be revealed to us. It was time...