Essay On Love Of My Life

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The most dramatic change I’ve ever had to make in my life came about three and a half months ago, when I was told to choose between the love of my life, and the Florida home I’d lived in for the past eight years. I had a comfortable life, living in Florida with my grandmother. I’d never been expected to get a job, and never had to, as I was spoiled rotten without fully realizing it. I had been accepted into SCAD, the art college of my dreams, and had gotten engaged to my boyfriend of four years (so scandalous at our age, I know). Everything was generally peaceful, until Grandma decided she’d had enough. I awoke the morning after my high school graduation ceremony to Grandma, who had taken care of me for all of those eight years, calling from…show more content…
I would have contacted my family, as it is a large group that all lived within 25 miles of each other, but Grandma had told me in her call that she’d already informed them of the situation, and had instructed them not to help me, should I come knocking. So, I chose to wait and see if any of them would overrule her word, and offer any help to their literally homeless relative. An aunt called one month later to see if I was safe and, around the same time, an older cousin told me she’d gotten an apartment, and that I was welcome if I needed a place to stay for a few nights. Nonetheless, despite the few scattered messages intended to let me know how much of a disrespectful child I was, my family had gone totally dark on me. I will forever be in debt to my friends, as even those that weren’t in a situation to help, still offered what they could. I still get emotional when I think of the love and loyalty they all showed me, when my own family basically…show more content…
I’m going to work my butt off, using the life skills I’ve picked up so far (one of the many perks of escaping my bubble), until I earn my new goal of $10,000, which will be enough to get my own apartment in Florida and pay for a few months’ rent until I can find myself a job to pay it. After that, the next financial step will be to start saving up for some college courses. Sure, it won’t be at my dream college, and I won’t be studying art since it would be far more practical (in my opinion) to get a degree in general studies, but a degree is a degree, no matter where you get it
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