Personal Narrative: How Loss Has Changed My Life

Death is the hardest thing to get over especially if it’s your family members. In the course of my life, I’ve had four people passed away. My mother 's dad and my father 's two brothers and sister died. I really didn 't know much about my dad 's sister but, she died from a brain aneurysm. My dad and his siblings always said how pretty and smart their older sister was. Death can be devastating to a person 's life because they 'll never get to see or talk to them ever again.

When I was a wee laddy I loved soccer more than anything in the world. Well to be honest I could care less about soccer I just loved talking with my best friend who would always be on the same team as me. I was actually quite afraid of the ball, at least that’s what my parents told I can’t remember I was only 3. I would up until about U6 just run away from the big crowd of kids trying to kick the ball and talk with the goalie or my friend. And this day, I still remember quite fondly, was the best day of my soccer career (so far). I had gotten a ball passed to me and I did the perfect pass up to another team mate of mine. I took a risk and it paid off, the whole crowd in both sides started cheering for me and ever since I’ve loved and gotten

It was April 2016 when we were sitting at the dinner table late at night with our family friends. My mom’s phone began to ring. When I saw her reaction, I knew immediately. Her face was pale and she held her hand to her head in disbelief. I knew it was grandpa. Although we knew the death of my grandpa was coming, I never actually wanted to experience the loss. I stood in front of the mirror, staring at myself, crying continuously.

Dealing with the death of a loved one can be an emotionally difficult experience, but by effectively dealing with the grief, I was able to successfully recover and move on. Two years ago, my family and I got the horrendous news that my aunt, who raised my mom, had passed away after a long journey of lung failure. It was truly a tough burden for all of us to endure. To begin with, I mourned over the loss for such a long stretch of time. I would frequently be recollecting all of the memories and unforgettable times that we had together. Crying was another phase of the mourning process for me, and because of this I went through a very sad period in my life. Secondly, I harbored a great deal of anger towards the situation as a whole, even though

I knew that the event that would affect my life and the lives of those around me was approaching. 9 months is more than enough time to truly digest what the arrival of new life would entail and yet I am only scratching the surface of my new role now that we are a year past that fateful 3rd of July.

In this quote from the roman poet Horace he claims that “adversity can elicit talents and prosperous circumstances can remain the same”. Horace hits the target with this quote, because from personal experience when my grandfather passed away it brought out the toughest bond in our family and myself. Horace's assertions were also correct because when one is comfortable with themselves, or in a joyous lifestyle they tend to not change this, so everything is habitual throughout. Another way Horace's assertions were correct, because from my own observation of the world, and if adversity is present it develops a person's character in a negative or positive way.

When my great grandma died I was very sad, but her death brought out all the memories me and my family had with her. Opening Christmas presents, celebrating her 100th birthday, and visiting her at her home. Those were all such great memories. It made me sad to think she was gone, but she made me appreciate the more time I have with my family. Time is

I used to be so oblivious. I would attend school every day and criticize my surroundings, little did I know how much I actually had. Come junior year, I observed a flyer for a club called S.A.L.T. (Student-Athlete Leadership Team), it seemed interesting to me so I decided to fill out an application. During our first meeting at 6:45 in the morning, Coach Jones, the head of the club, explained, “I did not cut anyone since you will cut yourself, you will give up and you will not want to put the work in, so you will stop coming. As a result, I will know who our leaders are”. That proclamation was something that genuinely made me think.

The loss of a loved one can in many cases cause feelings of grief and a wide range of emotions

No matter how prepared an individual may be or expecting of a death, to lose a family member to death can be a traumatic experience. The grief process is a difficult process. However most understand that death is a natural and expected life event (McBride, and Simms, 2001). With that said it usually does not make the death of family member any easier to absorb emotionally. Although I have familiarly and awareness because of the deaths of my Father and Sister, it does not mean that I am comfortable with death, or have all the right words to say to comfort a person in the grieving process. I think a person can listen, extend a helping hand, pray, or a should offer a to cry on, but for the most part, there are

My father’s death changed all my world. My father just abandoned me when I needed him the most. I could not believe my father had passed away. I kept him with me for three consecutive days because I thought he would come back sooner or later. I could not let go of the only person who took care of me, but finally I had to let him rest in peace.

The time when my baseball friends and I almost got lost in the woods but found are way out the woods the hard way.Not knowing what mother nature mess we were getting into. We still went down deep in the scary green and brown place.i want to regent what we did that day.

From the moment a mother finds out she is with child, she already believes of it existence, of its life. Maybe it grows to have its soul tainted black, but death is not a reason or a solution. A life should never be taken away, because they might have been a mother, father, brother, sister, daughter, son, uncle, nephew, a loved one. A life is a life just as age is being a number.

Yes it helps. It just when you emailed me the second time for whatever reason it started to make me think about death. I just found it weird that I was in a hospital went on the elevator and saw a priest then went to a completely empty chapel with no mass coming and another priest walked in. I use to go to a church where a priest told us that even if we came to church every Sunday, but let right after we received communion, instead of waiting for him to tell us to go in peace, then we were going to hell. Never went back to that church again. Talking about can really make me go all over the place. Oh thanks for the app now all I see is your mug on my cell phone. I did read what you had to say about yourself and it is not true. You enjoy spending

Losing someone you love dearly is one of the hardest things anyone can go through. Sometimes it hurts so bad that you may yourself, “What’s the point of being here anymore?” I ask myself that question all the time, ever since my Grandmother passed away.