It had been 10 years since Morrie died, and so much has changed. I use his lessons every day in of my life, and I honestly can 't imagine where I 'd be without them. I just published another book, making the New York Times Bestseller list. I ask myself every chapter of writing, “What would Morrie think of this?”, and I can only hope he would be proud. I currently find myself sitting at a wooden table in a large bookstore, the busy streets of downtown portland outside the window catching my attention every once in awhile.
During the fall in eighth grade, my Grandpa died. If I could speak to anyone dead I would choose him. It has been about two years now since he died and I would ask him what it is like. He suffered from Parkinson’s Disease and I would ask him how his fight to survive was and why he ended his fight. He had Parkinson's for about 6 years, and it started to get worse as he aged.
Titanic (Rough Draft) [April 14, 1912] Perhaps it could 've been the last day of my life, my chances of living was over 2,000 souls and only 20 lifeboats. It all began as I find myself in the Cigar Room not noticing people running and the screams of fear. I stay relaxed and tell myself what I heard or saw was just an illusion. “Get on deck now and get a life jacket, or you’ll all drown with this ship!”
I’m able to resonate with a plethora of things, yet the thing I consider my identity is I’m an adopted, Haitian immigrant. I was born in Haiti in 1998, in a small village in Thomazeau, I moved to Croix-des- Bouquets right after my birth and I lived there until I was 9 years old. My family's financial situation was adequate. My mom was always able to find a way to make ends meet. This cause our neighbor to be envious of us.
PROLOGUE: It was the night of WWE Homecoming when Matt Hardy lost the Loser Leaves RAW Match and the same night that I became an official wrestler. During the match, Lita and I had an encounter which I succeeded in until she hit me in the head with a steel chair while I was trying to untangle Matt Hardy from the ropes. Edge and Lita won the match that night and Matt had to leave RAW for good… It saddened me in a way because I felt that him and I were just getting closer even though our relationship was strictly professional.
This year, I applied to be a teacher's assistant with my favorite AP teacher, thinking it would be an easy credit. Little did I know, it would turn out to be an important learning experience for myself. The first week of school our conversations consisted of casual small talk. As time progressed I started to open up to him about problems in my life; my parents recent divorce, my long term depression, and my obsession with my grades. My teacher sympathized with me, telling me his own struggles growing up with his parent's divorce, his battles mental illness, and his poor grades.
Tito is sat by the wide open living room window smoking one cigarette after the other in what I think is called a ‘chain’ of smoking and not paying the slightest bit of attention to what My Mum, my Dad and I are going to talk about. I open my mouth and say the first question that wants to be asked. “ Was there blood when he died?” Now I have to rush to get all my questions out so that they are all said and not forgotten. They are all important to me or why else would they be in my head.
Level Playing Fields Ever since I can remember, I have been different. I am simple. However, I am a very convoluted individual with an outlook on life that is extraordinary to me which puts me in situations where I have issues explaining my thoughts and experiences to others. At three in the morning, I turned over to face my boyfriend in his slumber.
“Appreciate what you have and not what you’ve had.” How many of you and your friends you know grew up with dads? Most kids grow up with a father figure but some didn’t…..like me. I grew up with one or two memories of my dad. I miss him every day of my life.
Those light brown eyes get me every single time. They make me stop and listen to every word you have to say. Which isn’t normal because I could talk for hours without stopping. In that single moment, it was just him and I. No one could take that away from us.