The sun gleamed vibrantly on August 5, 2008, but I did not sense the warmth as my thoughts were elsewhere. I was only six years old at the time and preparing to begin first grade in less than one month. As I crossed the threshold into the home of my best friend, I had a sensation everything would change. At such a young age, I was having to tell my best friend goodbye. Blake Basgall had leukemia and would not be around when I returned from vacation, according to my mom. That day, I had spent hours coloring a picture in his favorite color, blue, so I could give it to him prior to heading to my grandma’s for the week. Blake was my first real friend. He had a thoughtful and daring heart through all of his surgeries and medication treatments. Blake Lee Basgall would become an inspiration …show more content…
Blake took a deep breath and slinged the last blanket on top with minimal assistance, and climbed into the fort. He was more intent in me having a pleasant time at his place than he was about being fatigued from his medications. He wanted a friend, he wanted to play, and he was upbeat even though at times it was a struggle. With his eagerness to be active when he was having an unfavorable day, his optimism for life showed through. Later in the year, Blake was notified that he was chosen as a recipient for one of the Make A Wish Foundation wishes. By then he knew he had a life-threatening illness, and that his wish -a trip to Disney World- may be one of his final memories with his family. He was so enthusiastic to fly on an airplane as he headed to Disney World with his mom, sister, and grandparents. It would be his first time flying. The entire week he was gone, I had to discover other ways to entertain myself. There were numerous occasions I was itching to tell him about.
Upon his return, Blake told me all about his trip, from the special meet and greet with all of the Disney characters to every ride he went on while he was
It was a true cancer horror story but she had stayed strong through everything and had a beautiful baby boy. After she gave birth, we went to see her and give her the check. We traveled to downtown Wilmington and visited with her new born baby, Gabe, and her husband. As we prepared to leave, we handed her the check from all of our fundraising for her. She took one look at the check in hand and bursted into tears.To her, the $1,000 check we handed her was so much more than a significant amount of money. It was a slight weight lifted off her shoulders, an emphasis on the fact that she was not in this alone, before nor
Life often throws obstacles at you so, just like the theme in “Gift From a Son Who Died” don't let terrible news change who you are. Before being diagnosed with leukemia, Eric was an athlete with a competitive edge. Being used to doing all the activities Eric would do, he was only left at home sick with his goals, “... determined to go to college later, study hard, make the soccer team, eventually make all-American” (Lund 889). After having found out he had leukemia, Eric was still convinced that he was going to be able to play soccer and attend school with a life threatening condition. As Eric lived his life with leukemia, he often reminded himself of the valuable events in his life he wasn't
The 4th of July is supposed to be an extremely fun, and patriotic time as an American holiday. However, I found it hard at the time to believe that this year’s 4th of July was going to be as joyful as the ones that have preceded it, especially with the events that have recently happened. Although our grandpa’s health had been steadily declining over the past few years, we certainly did not expect his health to suddenly dive down drastically, forcing our family and relatives to take him to the hospital. The reasons why our grandpa’s health had skydived wasn’t exactly pinpointed, but it was safe to presume that it was a combination due to old age, and a myriad of other health problems common in the elderly. It was an agonizing sight for my family, and even more so for my parents, to see that their father was in the condition that he was in at the time. The sounds of sobbing and crying filled the room, along with the beeps of medical equipment; the taste of our own tears also find its way into our minds, and effectively, our tongues. As we lamented the state of health our grandfather was in, my family and I closed in and hugged him tightly, and even being in an almost paralyzed state, we could see him tearing up, which would penetrate my mind, and leave a mark in my memory for a long time to come.
Randy Pausch was diagnosed with cancer, having ten tumors on his liver. Although he decided to move his family to Virginia to be closer to family, before moving, he was given the opportunity for a “Last Lecture.” Randy accepted, fought over it for a bit with Jai, and finally went. He decided to make the “Last Lecture” for his children to know they’re loved, even though he isn’t there to show them.
September 16, 2007 was the day of my best friend Anthony’s death. I was 12 years old. I remember it like if it was yesterday. Anthony and I met in the same neighborhood around the time I turned 11 years old. At the time Anthony was 15 years old. Anthony was the type of kid everybody adored. He always had a smile on his face and for whatever reason, you may have been having a bad day, but Anthony could always turn that day upside down. Destiny was not always kind to me and Anthony. We both were raised around drugs and gun shots. Not everyone gets to escape from the hood and Anthony was a prime example of this.
In life we have different types of personal relationship that were we communicate differently in order to fit their need. Such as people with low self-esteem, or just people who are going through some hardships in their lives. Communications is the way to get through to them.
Seventeen years ago, I came bounding into a world of love and laughter. I was the first child, the first grandchild, the first niece, and the primary focus of my entire extended family. Although they were not married, my parents were young and energetic and had every good intention for their new baby girl. I grew up with opportunities for intellectual and spiritual growth, secure in the knowledge that I was loved, free from fear, and confident that my world was close to perfect. And I was the center of a world that had meaning only in terms of its effect on me-- what I could see from a height of three feet and what I could comprehend with the intellect and emotions of a child. This state of innocence persisted through my early teens, but changed dramatically in the spring of my sophomore year of high school. My beloved father was dying of AIDS.
Dad tried to give the guard twenty dollars, but he refused. Dad shook his hand and thanked him several times. I could go on and on about the rest of our trip but it would take another twenty pages. Unfortunately this was not the last outburst my father had at Disney World. I can tell you one more thing. Through the chaos Dad finally made it to It’s a Small World with his family. It was the biggest smile he showed through the whole trip, but it wasn’t his last. We have been to Disney World twice since then. We still always ride It’s a Small World and I always bring cotton balls for my ears. The cotton keeps my arms from getting tired.
She doesn’t know this, but she changed my life. She was there for me when it seemed like no one else was. When most of my friends were dissolving around me and I just didn’t feel like I could do anything right, she was there, and she made everything seem okay. It didn’t matter that I was inevitably going to graduate with a GPA a tenth of a point lower than I wanted, or that my director told me that he was disappointed in me because I just didn’t seem focused lately, or that my other friends just weren’t talking to me anymore. It didn’t matter because she was there and she made me feel safe. She’s my best friend, and I love her and admire her for so many different reasons.
Halfway through my senior year of high school, my friend, Hayley, died. Hayley left an impact on the lives of her peers. While cancer consumed her body, she continued to smile and focused her attention on her peers. After her unexpected death, I felt helpless and alone; I fueled those feelings into a passion to prevent the pain of people around me.
“I believe that two people are connected at the heart, and it doesn't matter what you do, or who you are or where you live; there are no boundaries or barriers if two people are destined to be together”- Julia Roberts. From society, tv shows, our friends and family, and the world has taught us all about relationships and friendships. They’ve taught us how to fall in love and there’s always a happen ending. We’ve seen how friendships and relationship last. We’ve seen how it starts. But there’s one thing they do not teach us girls, and that’s how to get a guy to notice us. It is important for any girl who has an interest in a guy to get the guy to notice her, it’s one of the ways to start any relationship or friendship with a guy. Sometimes it can be a little uneasy to get the ball rolling in a
A friend is someone difficult to find. A friend is someone you can always count on when times are tough. The dictionary's definition of a good friend is a person attached to another by feelings of affection or personal regard. A good friend is there when you are struggling. For example, when a boy breaks your heart a good friend walks you through it and offers a shoulder to cry on. According to Bree Neff, a good friend is someone who is trustworthy, doesn't talk behind your back, listens to your problems, gives good advice and tries to lend humor along with his or her support. There are also bad friends, those who pretend to care and then turn around gossiping and starting drama. Good and bad friends are all around you, involved in your everyday life. To find good friends you should look for such traits as being kind, trustworthy, loyal and dependable.
My favorite summer vacation was when my Father took me to Universal Studios in Orlando, Florida. It was one of the most memorable experiences of my life. What made it even more memorable was the fact that it was my very first time on an airplane. I cannot recall another time in my life when I experienced so much joy. That trip to Universal Studios was the first time my Father and I actually did something together, just the two of us and was something brought me close to my Father. In this essay I will tell you about my plane ride over there, what I did right when I got there, and about my time at Universal Studios.
The idea of meeting someone special for the first time is always portrayed as the most beautifully fated incident whether in books or movies. When I met my best friend for the first time, we didn’t bump into each other with papers from our books flying majestically in the air and we didn’t have a staring contest in the middle of a crowded hallway. We also certainly didn’t think we would end up being friends, let alone inseparably close to each other.
Friendships are one of the most important things you can get out of life. It’s something that everyone has to have because without it we would all go insane. Just think if no one talked to each other and we never made friends, this world would be a ticking time bomb. Studies say human need friendships and love to survive. So friendship is a big part of your life.