As I reflect on this topic, I think about how the path my life took must be nothing compared to the person sitting next me in my government class. I often wonder if the path they dreamed about growing up changed as much as mine did. Have they had to experience the adversities in life that I have had to? While everyone has his or her own unique trials and tribulations, I realize everything I’ve been through has helped shape me into the person I am today.
I was always a daddy’s girl growing up. Being the youngest of three sisters, I was the one most interested in spending all my time with him. While they were with their friends or watching TV shows, I was with my daddy. Playing games, hunting, or just watching movies together, I loved every second. My parents being divorced restricted my time
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I slowly walked in and saw my daddy lying in the hospital bed. His face was blue and swollen yet the only thing I saw was my hero and idol. A huge smile spread across his face as he saw us entering the room and it stayed there until we left. We talked and laughed during what seemed like an impossible time. When it was time to go we said our goodbyes as if it would happen a million times again and began walking out the door. Not wanting to leave I ran to the side of his bed and said, “I love you daddy”. He looked me in the eyes and with a smile that could light up a room responded “I love you too baby girl”. Not knowing that these would be the last words I spoke to my dad, I walked out of the room. Just two short days later I stood in a small crowded room not understanding how this happened so fast. I looked over at my sisters who were sitting on a couch and, with my eyes, asked them if this was really happening. The look on their face gave me the answer to my question. The only thing I could do was cry and comfort my family. At that time I thought my life was over. I began thinking about all of the things that would change in the future and
It seems unbelievable my oldest is a few days off being a decade old. I know every parent wonders “where has the time gone?” a multitude of times during their children’s childhoods, but as I realize my son is over halfway to 'adulthood' it seems like the time has flown by.
Some memories are best forgotten, but it takes courage to go through them. Often, I wish to forget the day when I almost lost my parents in a tragic car accident. As my world came crumbling down, I prayed and hoped that the nightmare would soon end. I endlessly fought the sense of helplessness, isolation and fear of the uncertainty. I was 19 and clueless. Nevertheless, I sailed through these dreadful days and welcomed my parents home after six long months. In the months that followed my parent’s return, I juggled between taking care of my parents, graduating college and adjusting to my new job. Almost 10 years later, this dark phase still has a phenomenal impact on me. Perhaps, because this specific experience transformed me into a grateful,
The one person who has influenced my life the most is my dance teacher from middle school, Mrs Linden. Mrs Linden is the dance teacher at Sunnymead Middle School, and has taught there for many years. She was my dance teacher for all three years that I was there, as she inspired me alot. My life has changed for the better since I met her because she has taught me to fight for what I want and to not give up on something I love which is dance. She believed in me when many did not.
At the age of seven, my life changed forever. I was no longer living in my native country; I was now a fragment of the millions of immigrants who come to the United States in search of the American Dream. At the time, my father had recently lost his job and my mother was unemployed, which caused incredible financial stress for my family. My father decided to risk his life crossing the Rio Grande River for our family to have a better life and greater rewards.
I knew the moment was coming, but I wasn’t ready for what I was about to be told, no matter how prepared I was to hear it, I wasn’t ready to accept it. I had received a text from my mom while I was sitting in my room, “come outside your dad and I have something we need to tell you”.
At birth everyone is given a set of identities but as they grow up and find their place in the world with people they love those identities will change. I believe that changing identities throughout life will help a person develop into a better person. If a person has identified as multiple different things in his or her past then he or she will be more willing to accept and appreciate those who are different. I grew up being taught to always treat others the way I wanted to be treated and at times that can be hard, but I have always strived to be a kind and caring person.
The time I accomplished something would have to be ever since I got a job myself, when I told my mom about the job she didn’t like the idea she wanted me to focus on school and helping her out at the house and taking care of my sisters. She wanted me to not worry and just worry about school but I see a lot of people my age working and getting money they earned by working and I got interested myself and for me it didn’t matter where I worked as long as I did.
There are numerous moments, and people in my life that have influenced me and caused change and growth. But I think one moment in particular has had more so much influence on me, that if it hadn’t happened, I probably wouldn’t be who I am today. The day that my parents divorced had such a lasting impact on me that it has affected my decisions even as an adult. But if things had been different I probably wouldn’t be the same.
At 40 years old I wanted to do something to change the status quo in my life. I choose to further my education and become something more. I wanted to do something amazing, different; moreover, influence the way people looked at me. I was tired of being a failure, something my son would be embarrassed of. Growing up my father was Mr. Fix-it:, to make dad proud and give my son a role model to look up to, I decided to learn to fix things.
Everyone’s life is full of memories, looking back at the picture from childhood till today. There are so many things I can talk about there, but, there was one incidence that change my life forever. How can we can never look back to something good that happens in our life? We always remember that what bad thing happen to us or who broke our heart. So, here I am talking about what happen in my life and how did it heal.
I remember the day as if it were yesterday; I was sitting in my sixth grade classroom deliberately packing my belongings away in my jam-packed locker. As I reached for my belongings, I endured all of the eventful memories that took place in that school and in my home state. All the friendships that I made would abolish. My friends sobbed as I sobbed. I anticipated this very day for about six months. As all of my belongings were finally packed, I gave my final good-byes and headed out. The mixed emotions trembled through my head. I became exceedingly furious then miserable then furious again. Hatred filled my eyes as we drove farther away. I became bitter with my family and secretly blamed it all on my
When I try and think of a specific time or life event that made an impact on my life I think of the day I had each of my children. For any mother this is a similar day she will look back on as an event that changed her life. My youngest son Oliver has a lot of complex medical issues, and has given me quite a few life changing events in his short 18 months. Oliver was born on January 15, 2015 on a military base in Laundstul, Germany. We named him Oliver because it means unique and dignified. We chose the name after we discovered he had a cleft Lip. He defiantly fits that description. Oliver has been in and out of the hospital since he was born, from the time he was born he had difficulty absorbing his food. He would eat and eat, but not gain
It was Friday night, I took a shower, and one of my aunts came into the bathroom and told me that my dad was sick but he was going to be ok. She told me that so I did not worry. I finished taking a bath, and I immediately went to my daddy’s house to see what was going on. My dad was throwing-up blood, and he could not breath very well. One of my aunts cried and prayed at the same time. I felt worried because she only does that when something bad is going to happen. More people were trying to help my dad until the doctor came. Everybody cried, and I was confused because I thought it was just a stomachache. I asked one of my older brothers if my dad was going to be ok, but he did not answer my question and push me away. My body shock to see him dying, and I took his hand and told him not to give up. The only thing that I heard from him was, “Daughters go to auntie...
There has been so many life changing experiences in my life it is hard to keep dealing with it. Here recently I have been losing a lot of very important people I love or they are getting hurt in some awful way. I have lost my first wonderful cousin, Chris, my brothers wife, Molly. Also Grant, my sister 's boyfriend, is hurt really bad still today. I can not stand seeing many of my loved ones hurt and I do not know how much more people I can lose.
I have a very fulfilling feeling about what I have been able to accomplish in my life so far. I want the absolute best for myself and those close to me. I often go above and beyond to help those around me succeed and be the best version of themselves that they can possibly be.