Family, part 1

I decided that since there are way too many parts to my family to put in one post, I will split it up into what will most likely be a four part story.
The first nine years of my life were fairly ordinary. There were a couple of things that might have set it apart some. When I was an infant there was a drive-by done on my house, but it was because we lived in an unpleasant neighborhood, and we later found out that out house was not the target. My dad was partially involved in this period of my life. Him and my mom split up before I can even remember but I do have memories of my dad drinking a lot and him and my step mom fighting constantly. I can remember hearing her blame me for everything from my room and saying she never wanted a kid in the first place.
My mom was doing very well for herself at this time as well. After the whole drive-by incident she found an apartment in a much better neighborhood for us to live in and got a really good job as a dealer at what was then Flamingo Casino. She had a very healthy relationship.
This was probably the most, and only stable period of my life.