One Day at a Time

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It took me eighteen years to appreciate the profound impact my grandmother had on my life. She was the type of that always had her words of wisdom to pass on to her grandchildren, and the kind heart who donated her time to those who needed it. Being able to grow and learn with such a strong role model I became more like her each day. I started to use her words of wisdom in my daily life, and I remembered the importance of making time for those in need, both friends and strangers. My grandmothers unwavering support of those she loved was most apparent with her grandchildren. Whenever my siblings or I were in a bind or were becoming overwhelmed my grandmother always gave the same piece of advice, one day at a time. It was not until I was eighteen years old that I started to apply this phrase to my own life. I was eighteen years old and in my first year away at school. I could not have been happier and felt that I had a whole world of opportunities ahead of me. During my freshman year at school I was assaulted and was too fearful to report it. I began to recede within myself, ...

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