Being social is not my calling but this should be easy for others. When living in Floyd, I had only one good friend and we barely talked. The moral of the story is that making friends is hard, but is worth it. When you put in the work, you can find someone who completes you. I had to learn this the hard way.
I had to continue with my responsibilities and help my mother and take care of my autistic son. That was not an easy task to achieve. I went back to school and I was slowly losing my sanity and composure due to the fact that I did not grieve properly. I assisted in planning both funerals which, again was hard. I went to school and one of my Art professors noticed a change in me I explained to her how I lost my aunt and told me to see a therapist.
Dorsey had just lost his wife during childbirth and soon after, their baby boy also lost his life. I swing between grief and joy, yet that night, the baby died. I buried Nettie and our little boy together in the same casket. I felt that God had done me injustice. I didn’t want to serve him anymore or write gospel songs.
I am not that young nor old. I imagine that most people in my age group do not reflect on this topic as much as they should. Although it is never too late to start on your legacy, I would say that I am at the best point in my life to build a legacy that I could be proud of. As the author ends the article, she states that now is the time to start developing a legacy that we want to have. She says, “if we have neglected the development of the spirit for the sake of the material, we have the time now to think again about what it means to be alive, to be full of life, to love all of life, to be full of God.
The first set neighbors included the boy with the hole in his heart and her grandmother used this individual to teach her that you discuss sensitive topics such as illnesses that others have with them. The second set of neighbors included Cora and her sisters, and Jacqueline’s grandmother wanted her and her siblings to stay away from them, because their mother left the family and ran off with the pastor at their church. There was one occasion when they were allowed to come other and play, but was ruined. Cora and her sisters told Jacqueline that because she stepped on a mushroom the Devil would come and get her. This episode showed her that if she believed in God then the Devil could not harm her.
Kowalski had suspected the minuet Stella’s sister Blanche had walked in something wasn’t right about her. He felt as though as if she lost belle reve and family members had died that she should have some inherences. But Blanche claims there was no insurance so she spent all her money on funerals and the house was given up.
Another example is when her mother died, she had to move in with her dad. She doesn't like her dad that much because he got married to someone else, and sometimes he forgets to send Katie a birthday gift. Katie tried her best to stay strong, but it was tough for her. That's why my theme is life is tough. Another reason why my theme is life is tough is because when Katie's mom got sick,
Emily had a bad smell in her house when her father died and homer left her. When the town ladies learned that Emily 's father was dead, they went over there to give her their condolences and were met with an Emily in complete denial. For about three days she refused to admit that her father was dead. The preachers and the doctors worked with her and finally Emily faced the facts and broke down in grief and let them take the body and bury it. Ms. Emily would eventually die downstairs in a bedroom where it hasn’t seen light in many years.
Stella felt very angry for having to start high school in a different city where she had no friends. This situation is sometimes very hard for some kids but we would have to learn how to overcome this. I have an older cousin who was finishing grade 8 and she was telling me how she was scared to go to high school. I told her to just relax and keep calm. She came back after her first day and told me it went
I manage to get my work done on time, between sports and hanging out with friends, but I know I am obligated to set time aside to do homework and simply have a bit of alone time. If I do not set aside said time, then my dreams would be nearly unattainable without question and I would not be able to enjoy my life to the fullest, and thus I would live out a depressing, miserable, and mundane life. The intent in what I am trying to say is that everyone deserves a second chance, no matter who you are, where you are, or what you have done. Don't let anyone make fun of you for trying your best because sometimes that is all that anyone can do for themselves. Everyone deserves a “Tabula Rasa” (clean slate) at least once in their lives to make everything suitable for themselves and the important people around them, especially if the only people around him/her are familiar figures.