Growing up, I had life so easy; I didn’t realize it till this past year. About 6 months ago my family started to fall apart. Awful accusations were made, people moved out and faith was lost. I’ve never photographed something this personal and this close to my heart. I started off with the events that happened. The first image represents waking up to my parents fighting the night when my dad left home. At that moment I kept everything to myself thinking that I was strong enough dealing with it on my own. The next image shows dead leaves as my family. Being home I did my best to be the glue so I can still have my family. Frustration starts when I am being pushed away from my mom. Nothing I did helped. I finally opened up to people I trust the most. I bottled up my emotions for so long; I was finally relaxed and supported by others. The tree with no limbs represents the unknown future of my family tree. More and more truth comes to the surface and I come to the conclusion that whatever happens, I will still be connected with every family member. In the end, I look back on past vacations and holidays, realizing that nothing will be the same like when I was younger. And I am content with that.