Me and my siblings were almost brought up single handedly by my mum. I used the word single handedly because my dad was barely around. He was in the military and a damn good soldier, this made him travel a lot on different missions and postings. In order to have a steady living, the family settled in one location while he comes and goes.
I happen to be the first child with no older sibling, just my aunt who lived and grew up with us. The problem was that I was a boy growing up in the midst of women. I didn't have anyone to lead me in the way of boys, am talking about guy's code. This was the point when I started making a lot of wrong choices, choices am not proud of today, choices that began to affect my life at a very young age. I got really caught in the wrongest ideas and messed up big time. In no time, I became the blackest sheep of the family. Fortunately for me, my dad got retired early. That's when he began to notice the things wrong with me. I can't forget that day, the day a lot of confrontations were made and I made the entire family sad. My dad cried for the first time while hugging me with my mum. Their years really touched me and I couldn't help but listen to them. At that point, i knew I had really messed up, so I made a promise to the entire family, a promise to change and make some personal achievements before reaching the age of 25.
By the age of 22, I had a degree including another junior degree in journalism and communication, administration and management. I had worked as a field reporter with a media outfit. I'd also worked with two leading institution and a government institution.
Drawing from all said above, I can say that the day I turned 22 after achieving all said above was the happiest moment of my life. Both my parents were proud of me for the first time.