In 1984 Ronald Reagan was President of the United States. Prince’s song When Doves Cry was number one on the Top Hits chart. On a hot, summer night my mother goes into labor with her third child. At 12:18am on August 25, 1984 I was born to Aubrey and Betty Hall in a Dallas hospital. My mother chose to name me Heather after the Scottish Heather flower referencing our Scottish heritage. My father picked my middle name, Jane, after his favorite grandmother. I was born into a loving family consisting of a father, mother, sister, and brother. A few years later our family of five turns into a family of eight with the births of another sister and two more brothers. Three boys and three girls, we were practically the Brady Bunch. There has been so …show more content…
From the death of my father, the influences of my loving grandparents, to the births of my own children. The hardships that I have been through and the love from people all around me have shaped me into who I am today. I have a lot of fond memories looking back on my childhood. My dad’s parents had a house on Granbury Lake; it was a kid’s paradise. I grew up fishing, which is my favorite thing to do, boating, water skiing, 4-wheeling, anything you could do outdoors we did it. My grandparents had a massive garden and rows of fruit trees that lined their properly. We would wake up early in the morning to help Pa Pa woke in the garden. Being from the city, we that this was the coolest thing ever. As a reward for our hard work, Na Na would treat us to a snack of fresh cherry tomatoes from the garden. Although, she would always call them little boy and little girl tomatoes. Night time was my favorite out at the lake because that’s when the fire flies would come out. Every evening around dusk we would get our mason jars, poke holes in the lids, and wait to spot the first lightning bug. We didn’t have to wait long until the whole night sky …show more content…
I looked back on my life and realized that all my hopes and dreams, everything that I wanted to be and do, I had tossed it away. I had forgotten who my grandparents had raised me to be. They wanted the best for me and now I want the best for my newborn son. I had decided right then and there that I needed to change my ways. I had to change who I let into my life and who I let influence me. It is funny how God works in mysterious ways. Once I decided to better myself for me and my son, I met my future husband. It’s funny because our lives have passed our whole entire lives and yet we never knew one another. We both attended Fort Worth Christian School at the same time. Our families attended all the same events and venues at the same time. Yet, had I never made the decision to move back in with my mother I never would have met him. Twelve years later we are happily married with three wonderful boys. I have spent the last twelve years taking care of our children and building a nurturing, Christian home for our family. Most recently, my boys have inspired to go back to school and finish what I started many years ago. They make me want to continue to grow and be a better person for
My mom after her first relationship with Carlos’ father, she wasn’t very easy to get. But after months of trying my mother gave my father a chance, and things got extremely busy. My parents has three kids with Carlos that makes four of us altogether. Carlos, Jose, Gabriela, and yours truly Manuel. Before I was born my parents moved into various apartments back and forth, but they couldn’t find the right place to call home. Until one day after my sister’s baptism, my father surprised my family and everyone else with a brand new home that he had under his name. A year and half past by and on May 22, 1997 I was born and I was known to be the best baby
At only seven years old, pulling the starter rope on my older brother’s Boston Whaler is no easy task. After a dozen tries, I finally call for my dad who is on the other dock dealing with the fishing gear. In what seems to take hours, he walks over to me and shakes his head. Before we had even gotten to the Marina, Dad asked if I needed him to start the engine, and of course I declined, wanting to feel like a “big kid.” With one simple tug from my father’s strong arm, the old Briggs & Stratton engine purred to life, as if brand new. Switching into the forward gear, I roared off the dock in search of circling birds, a clear indicator that fish were nearby.
The fear shrouded in confusion. Knowing that something is wrong, horribly wrong, but not knowing what. The terrifying premonition in your gut that your entire world is fading and that life will never be happy again.
a special service where they give you a cross and each group sat together outside in a circle to just poured out our hearts to each other. Once you felt ready you could go up to a cross to think of one thing holding you back from completely serving God and you hand that “thing” over to God and let him take care of it. That was one of the most emotional and important times in my life because from that time I have gained so much trust in God and trustly leaned on him when something steps in my life that in keeping me from serving him with all my heart. After the ceremony our group went our separate ways and fell asleep.
“Hurry up, Yuvy,” my dad calls to me. I shuffle over the ice, trying to catch up with my family on the gritty path. Tightening the straps on my backpack, I lurch forward, passing through the shadows of the towering glacier above me. I keep my head up and follow my dad’s tracks.
When I was young, my brothers and I would pack our bags and fill the family car up with gas so that on the day after the last day of school we could head off to Cape Cod for the summer. What a wonderful feeling of excitement and anticipation. My grandparents lived in a little Cape town where we would attend parades on Main Street and spend time on the beach listening to the sea, and my grandparents would watch us play all kinds of sports with our friends. At night just before dinner, I would wander upstairs to spend time with my grandfather while he worked in his office. I knew he ran an antique business, but he frequently worked on something far more intriguing.
A legacy, by definition, is something handed down by a predecessor. That “something” that is passed on could be anything, ranging from a story told by your great aunts and uncles simply to a doll loved by your family being passed on. A legacy can be a physical object or it can be a word of mouth kind of situation. Legacies aren’t always positive, however. A legacy could also be a burden that an ancestor dealt with.
I was born June 4, 1982 to a single mother. I have a sister that is 16 months older than me. We lived in Stanly County, NC. I remember meeting my dad for the first time when I was 5 years old. My sister and I had every other weekend visitation with him. There were some weekends that we would sit on our porch and wait on our dad but he would never come. My brother was born when I was 9 ½ years old. When I was 12 years old, we moved to an apartment complex in Concord, NC. We spent a year in Concord, then moved back to Stanly County. I was doing good in school until my 10th grade year. I dropped out of school at the age of 16 years old. When I was 18 years old I met this really cool guy, Rich, that was 21. We had mutual friends and had even went
As I was wondering about what to write about, I realized that the debilitation of the family unit is what causes so many of the problems today. Drugs, sex, and violence are all prompted by a lack of respect for bodies and other people. Children need to be loved, encouraged, and taught. Without proper guidance a child will not have the confidence or knowledge to make good, morally sound decisions.
Throughout our lives we are influenced by many people. These people teach us many things in many different ways and have made us who we are today. Some of them teach us more than the others. Then, there are those who go above and beyond others and teach us things no one else could. These people are often thought of as god-teachers because they have taught us much more than any other. Through making me try new things, though I did not want to, and using his life experiences as a guide, my dad has completely changed my outlook on parents.
A red brick house on top of a small hill is where my memories reside. A slightly curved gravel road led to the front of the house. Eight or nine rose brown apple trees randomly covered the plush green lawn. Down the small hill, muddy brown water trickled down a ditch with cattails surrounding it. One enormous willow tree sat in the background, to the right of the house, to complete the picture. It almost seemed like a picture from a postcard. But when you're a kid none of this really matters. All that really matters to you is to have as much fun as possible. My memories don't come just from this beautiful picture but from the little things making it.
I believe that my life experiences have turned me into a person that would enrich your campus and community. Up until I was 9 years old, I had always been an only child which made me grow up very fast and always be way in front of other kids for maturity and responsibility. When I was 9 years old, my mom got remarried and with that marriage came 3 younger step siblings. That was a huge change within my life that also taught me how to be more generous, be more patient with other people, and really take a moment to see situations from someone else's perspective and do whatever I can to help resolve the issue without any problems. I also was very heavily involved in sports my whole life growing up. I played flag football at a young age, basketball,
It was on a Friday morning at 4:30 A.M. that happiness and joy filled the hearts of both my parents. I was born on November 29, 1996 at Broward General Hospital in Fort Lauderdale Florida. My parents had five children, and among the five children that they had, I was the third (or middle) child from them. It started off as two boys, then I came along as the first girl, after it was another boy, then finally, another baby girl; so total was three boys and two girls. The way that my parents lived and treated each other was the same as if any other married couple that loved each other so much. They’ve gone through a lot to get to where they are now today, but they made it and along the way had us five children. They have been really strong with each other which made them only have the five of us and no other step children. My mom is a great cook and enjoy cooking for us; this is probably where my passion for culinary comes from. My dad is an amazing tailor, he is very good at making our clothes, and my passion for fashion probably came from him. My dad is also a teacher, one of the best math teacher I know, he is passionate about his job and his family is the center of his universe. I cannot finish this chapter without mentioning my grandmother, I was lucky enough to have ever met. I had spent part of my life time with her, like the rest of the family she is sweet, my grandmother Abelus,
When I was young, I assumed that all families were the same as mine. However, as time went by I came to realize I was very wrong. As years passed I learned through interactions with friends and life experiences that the dynamic in my household were not the same as others. My families background, schooling, and status are unique and have made me the person I am today.
Have you ever been influenced by some important person that helped you be the person that you are today? I have been. The people that have had influence on me are the most important humans beings, my family. But before I begin talking about my family, I want to describe to you the place that we spend most of the time together which also means something important to me and my family. This place is called the family room. This room is small but cozy. It is painted in white and has three windows decorated with beautiful curtains. By the windows you can appreciate a nice view of some beautiful trees and a nice pool. On the walls there are some family photos like the ones that show where my brothers and I were born, my graduation photo, some family members photos like my grandparents, and some paintings made by one of my brothers. Also inside this room there is a nice home theater that includes a nice stereo and TV, and a new compact computer. But this is not all, this room has some very comfortable furniture and I can say that they are comfortable because I use them to watch TV, a movie, or just sit and rest. Also the furniture is used by my brothers to sit and play nitendo, to study, or play with the computer. But from all this furniture there is one chair that is the most cozy chair that I have ever sat upon and that is my father's chair. So this is our room, which is very important to us and has a lot of special things, but the most special part of this room is when it brings my family together.