When I was 9 years old, my whole life changed. My parents, the most loving and hardworking parents a girl could ask for, had been struggling financially. And in the blink of an eye, I was forced to say goodbye to the stability I once knew. My family lost our house, and my parents lost the security of knowing how they would buy food or put gas in the tank -- how they would take care of their kids.
My grandparents were gracious enough to take us in. Without hesitation, they opened their home to a family of six, and let us kids take over their space for two and a half years.