One day after a long day at work I came home to an unexpected conversation. Something a kid wouldn’t want to hear from a parent. The thing is, i’m not a kid, but it hurt me like one. My own mother told me that she was going to start over, “a new life with something different”. She was moving to a different state. My mom told me she was moving out because of my dad’s addiction to alcohol. She told me she couldn’t take it anymore and that she was done with it. She gave me plenty of reasons and on the outside I tried to stay calm, I looked at her as if it were any other talk. I didn’t want my mom to feel as if I should be the reason for her not to leave state. When she told me that she would only take my sister and my grandma broke me. She said “you are old enough to take care of yourself and your older sister has her own life too, I’m only taking Nayeli because she’s …show more content…
My dad would not come home before and not knowing whether he was still out or just in the garage sleeping. My mother would always go check because he would sleep outside in the winter so she’d bring him in. She would always go out and if she fell asleep I would wake her up so she would bring him in. My dad once fell asleep in the garage with the doors closed and the car turned on while he was passed out drunk. If she didn’t go he wouldn’t be here. If my mom left it would change her financial status and I felt like she wouldn’t make it on her own. If she left the state and took my sister and my grandma what would she do. What would I do? If I leave to support my mother where would that leave my dad? Would he drink himself to death because we are gone? Or do I stay and just let my mom live her life of struggle knowing I could have supported her and stay to help my dad. When my mom was done talking I didn’t say a word. I just sat there knowing everything wouldn't be the same. The family would be torn apart if she left to California. I wouldn’t get to see Nayeli grow
I dont really know what im doing, seems like i never have. From being in grade school and not knowing why God put me here to being in high school and still wondering the same thing. You said you wanted something interesting, yet not sad, but those two things are like best friends.
My mom is an adult she knew what she was doing and she had her reasons. At the time, I did not see it, that way. I was just angry. I did not understand why? My mind just kept repeating, "She hates me, I’m going to be mean now, and I'm never speaking to her again. One day as we were heading back home, I was just pouting the whole way back and being a little brat. At nine years of age, I wasn't ready for a change. In the article "SeaStar" Hurd says "A need to confirm what we feel, but can't see," I can relate to this, I was not thinking clearly what I was doing or saying. At the time, while moving, I didn’t want to see that the change was better for my family, and me. I saw things differently as I got older. Some changes are not nearly as bad as I thought it would be. Accepting my new school was hard, because it was difficult for me to let go my old friends. In "Sea Stars" by Hurd, she speaks about "fierce truths, that survives between the layers of the seed and the fallen, and makes itself known to us only by the ghostly presence of its wanting." This compares to my story, because I will miss all my friends and still wanting to go to my old
Before, I could even take note, it was already October. It was time for me to pack everything in my room, and say my final goodbyes to my family members. I was going to leave everything that meant a lot to me behind. Previously, before October, we picked up my dad from the airport so that he could help us load all of our belongings to the U-Haul truck. Lily, ‘my cousin’, (we aren’t related, she is just a very close friend who I consider family) was staying with use because she want to see her father, who was also living in Denver. My mom and dad, sister, uncle, cousin, and I all stayed at the house one last night. I remember that my sister said that all her friends gathered around my mom’s car to wave goodbye to her. Her closest friends got very emotional and they started to cry. Not only did the move affect me, it also affected my sister greatly. It was like someone had given her a punch in the stomach. By the next day, we had everything in the U-Haul truck, and it was time for me to leave my precious Vegas behind. We had now started the drive to
One thing that really bothers me is how much I changed. I used to play games all day, not focus on school, wouldn't get in serious trouble, and was very innocent compared to my present day self. There are cons and pros of my past self compared to how I am currently. I am more happy of how I am now then I am before. As time changes, so do I and I can not stop that. What’s done has already been done and can’t be changed so you always have to look towards the future and never the past. The past will not definite who you are today unless you let it. I would have never expect that I would be transferred to a continuation high school in my freshman year. It is a bad thing to many people, but I am thankful that I am sent to it because I will learn
About a year ago, my mom was diagnosed with breast cancer. Fortunately, it was not too late to got surgery. However, last summer vacation, my brother and I had to stay in America because of my brother's I-20 problem - the previous school that we attended in Connecticut made a mistake during the transfer process. This summer vacation was the first time that we met our mom and family after we heard about the bad news. It occurred the problem. She could not stand it any longer after she met us. Therefore, my father asked me and my brother to come back to Korea and stay with my mom - but she wanted us to stay in America. Both my brother and I came back to Ame...
... the solution. Her logic was that if she doesn’t have to see me everyday, then she won’t be reminded of her past, and her life will be better. In an attempt to make her life less stressful, she contacted my father about me going to go live down in Texas with him, not because of something I did, but rather the factors I can’t control created a nuisance in her life that could so easily be taken care of by me being flown away. As mean as it may sound, my own father saying he didn’t have enough time, money, or room for me, was a relief for me because of the fright I still have inside me against him, yet, it meant having to continue putting up with the mistreatment from my mom. Just how for Connor, the choices to run away or be unwound both seem undesirable and unpredictable, I know that my conflicts too, must be faced in order to keep moving on with life.
Having two parent that is not terribly ill even if one is ill still have the other parent that can pick up the slack, know is both parents are terribly ill you’re in the same both for a single parent that was the only income coming. This is what happen to my mother she got really sick and none of the doctors know what was wrong with her. We moved a lot and each place we moved to was better the last place when my mother got the job a wonderful job at Goodyear that she worked at for three years in inscetipning tire it was one of the best jobs to have in Lawton Oklahoma she worked twelve hour shift so she was gone most of the time. Good thing we all know how to cook my older brother out of school and sister was in high school and I was in middle school in the eighth grade in 2008was the year. When she had the stroke we had to move out of the four bed room house and into a three bed room apartment since the stroke massed up her muscle problem she was not able to hold a baby her sick leave expieried and could not meet the fisitcale need of the job. We end up moving to Augusta Georgia to stay with her older sister sister in Augusta and my and I missed 3 months of school when we first moved to Augusta awer mother had to prove that the we are her children, had full custody of use and some other paper work that was in
I told her I was just worried. She said it will be fine and I said ok. When me and my sister got home we did our homework. My mom reminded us about the hurricane. We were sad. When we finished our homework we had to do our chores. I had to sweep the front room, feed, and water the cat and dogs, and clean off the counters in the kitchen. I did not like sweeping one bit. Then when I was done me and my mom went into her craft room.
I told her: “Its your decicion”. Right now, “you are living in a place where God will nourish
Some people, some great people deserve to live forever, or at least die in a worthy or in a fulfilling way. I just got the short end of the bargain, I just got one of the worst things on this earth, cancer. Anyone can get the disease, but the way I see it, it seems unfair and unruly that pure souls could end up with a painful and undeserving demise. Unfortunately, I was one of those pure souls.
...nd the short summers. She finally explained that she had seen a radical change in the family. In California it was always work and more work and there was never a time to unwind with the family. Once we came to Michigan we were dependent on each other and had been united more than we ever were in California. She also knew that California would have made us turn to gang, drug and alcohol abuse as many of our family members had resorted for their own lives. This truly made me reflect on how my life would have been if California were still our home. My life would have been filled with negative surroundings and bad influences, I genuinely believe that I would not have finished high school or even gone to college. The relationship between my mom and my is better than it has ever been and has made me embrace the change while being united as a family.
“Ill let you and your sister talk it out, it's completely up to you guys on what you want to do.” My mom said.
told me the reason why I couldn’t go was because she was in charge of me
grandmother coming home from work. Soon my real mom came by to “have a serious
After half an hour of waiting for someone to call and my sister and dad to come home also thinking about what to do. I gave up and went to take a shower. When I came out, my bed was made and my mom called me down for breakfast, which I didn’t feel like having. I just drank a glass of orange juice. My mother went to the porch to sit. After a few seconds I decided to join her. Since I had nothing better to do at that moment, I asked her where my sister and dad had gone. All she said was “I don’t know”. I gu...