A Day That Changed My Family Life Essay

June 6, 2011, the day that changed my family’s life forever. I was asleep on a pull out mattress at 4:25 a.m. at my grandma's house. I had been in a deep sleep, dreaming. A jolt of energy burst through me. My grandma and brother, Ryan, were quietly yelling, and shaking me from my shoulders. Crazily trying to wake me up from my sleep coma. I finally woke up. I jumped up anxiously, trying to focus on what they had been trying to say to me and why they tried to wake me up the way they did. I then found out that my baby sister finally came into the world, out of my mom’s belly, after the nine long anticipating months. After spending around five minutes with our five o’clock brain, we figured out her name, Khloe. A true gift from God, she’s finally here; my mom and her, both happy and healthy. After figuring out her name, we all had to go back to bed and wait until late morning to go visit

my mom told me that I could sit next to her make sure she was okay and did not cry. It hadn’t been until we got about halfway home that it actually set in that she’s finally coming home and then the jealousy hit me. The feeling of jealousy hit me, because she has already received all the attention and it has only been one day. She slept in her car seat all bundled up even though it had been the beginning of June. Her eyes were as if they were glued shut, her tiny lips overlapped each other. My heart was full of love for her, which was when I realized I had no reason to be jealous of her. I cared too much for her to be jealous. At the time I had only been nine years old, so I was old enough to understand the differences between us, like the fact that we have different dads. Khloe, Ryan, and Wyatt all share the same dad, then there's myself, Adam and Anna with our own dad. When we’d leave her and the rest of my family to go to our dads every other weekend that was a challenge, but that was not my worry. Khloe was my