A Happy New Year to all my friends and family!!!! 2016 for me would have gone down in the history books as one of those horrific campfire tales I would tell your children late at night by the fire. Your children? Yes, because I sure the fuck don’t want any of those little emotional terrorist! Now, if I was to tell that story two months ago I would of said, “ 2016 was the worst year of my life I lost every…..blah…blah... blah...blah! That will no longer be how the tale is told. 2016 without a doubt will probably be the most influential year I will experience in the entirety of my life. Massive shifts of energy took place on cosmic levels. Mostly all of these shifts were negative, and very negative to say the least, since then things have started to evolve. Those negative experiences have started to transform, like a cicada rising from the depths of darkness after so long, to morph into something entirely different, serve their purpose, then die off completely, even quicker than they became. Why? With all this lose could I remember this year as anything different than terrible. There is one reason. That single reason has transformed …show more content…
There has never been a person or a thing in this entire universe I have loved or cherished more. All of you that provided me your support this summer helped in saving her life. Saving her from a life that I naively thought someone else could share with me. A lifetime prison sentence of instability and rapid major changes. It is possible to love someone too much, and in doing so it blinds you from what actually may be transpiring. I could never see the truth for what it was without the help of some very special plants, but now that door is open and will never be able to be shut again. I now know why when I thought my actions were unselfish and in our best interest......they just were....yeah you
and now, take what life throws at us can take back control into making the world a better place. The picture I chose to represent my memoir, is a typical 2009 Happy New Year graphic with fireworks in the background, but with a twist, the happy is scratched out in red. I believe this to be effective because it shows the irony towards my feeling of the holidays. New Year’s
On September 11, 2001 it was early morning and I was sick so my dad had me go to work with him because my mom couldn’t watch me. Something terrible happened this day though. People were going to work to the trade center where my dad worked. My dad had arrived a little late to his meeting, we had both thought the was our biggest problem of the day.
I think it’s amazing that 18 months after being admitted to Lake House I am graduating. I was admitted to Lake House for many different behaviors and now I can proudly say that I have truly transformed and become a very confident person. I am very proud of myself and not only that but my family because they have worked just as hard as me to help make my family work the way it does now.
This left me not only fighting emotions of sorrow and grief but also with a sense of hope. I was an influence on him as he learned to trust and learned to read. I also became a safe place to open his hurts so healing could begin. It was a privilege to wrestle with him through some bleak and painful
My heart is 100% in this. When times get difficult, the person must become stronger. That is something I feel I have been able to do. These past few years my family has struggled with finding out my father had a brain tumor that had to be removed as soon as possible.
This quote relates to my year in many ways because it is a perfect summary of my
The summer of 2016 was a time filled with joy and contentment that those 89 days were unforgettable. In "Elegy for Wonderland", by Ben Hecht, he penned "time is a circus, always packing up and moving away." The adventures I embarked on, the laughs and smiles I had, the memories I 'll cherish forever contribute the fast-paced 2 months and 28 days of the summer of 2016.
In cheerleading, we are not a team. We are a family, sitting in one big circle, our toes pointed in toward each other. We were in a room full of people who share a common goal. While we were waiting for our names to be called, our heads were down and our hands were tightly held, and the sounds of nervous breaths filled the silence. Once our name was not called, utter disappointment filled my once cheerful face.
Something that contributes to how I define myself is the babysitter I had as a child. Her name was Janina Kolanek, we called her Jean, and she was a polish immigrant. She taught me a whole load of life lessons, both directly and indirectly, that shaped me into the person I am today. Jean didn’t necessarily have the best life. She was a prisoner of war in the Holocaust as a child and she never saw her family again after that.
Now all I need to do is study hard over the weekend to prepare for my final exams, which could prove difficult while I’m in SLC for the funeral. This year has been one of the best in my life. I celebrated my first anniversary with Misa, had a beautiful baby boy, and I’m falling in love with New Orleans. I hope next year is as incredible as this
I have learned my lesson on the perils of indifference, and I hope you will too. I have witnessed Christine getting murdered, and I did nothing. Thank you for the best childhood ever and I wish you guys the best on the road going forward. But, do not dread on me, do not wish I was still here. I am a scumbag and I do not deserve to be alive.
I didn’t think she would leave us so soon, but you know what they say life doesn’t always go as planned. I never got the chance to say goodbye, or tell her I loved her very much and that I was grateful for all that she had done for me, I never got to tell her what a inspiration she was to me, and I never got to hug one last time. It wasn’t far, I hated that I wasn’t there for her and I couldn’t do anything about it. I guess when people say that life isn’t far, they really mean
The gift of the realization of being “mad” and all the good energy that can be reaped from the madness, all the love that is within. My 2017 wish, for all of us, is to remember the madness, and all it has taught us, and practice the turn-around of that mad force within us; and to make the active choice to give and show, and receive, “mad” love. We are one “mad” human race, and if we choose to, we can interact with mad love to unify that force. Together, we are more powerful than a year, composed of only 365 days.
A sense of accomplishment is invaluable to a person. Not only does a sense of accomplishment build confidence and faith in oneself, but it also allows one to reflect on how wonderful the journey to the accomplishment was, and how every little struggle and triumph was worth it. In the middle of summer, where time seems endless and the stress of the previous school year has been shed by students, I never expected to find out that I scored a five on both of the advanced placement exams I took. Nor did I have one-hundred percent confidence the goals we set as section leaders of the marching band would actually be met. Yet to my surprise, I had the good fortune of accomplishing challenging things in both aspects of my life.