Soon after I crawled out of my hole of self-pity, I thought to myself, “First thing’s first, I need to get a job so I can support us.” And that’s exactly what I did. I now work at Speedway, and even though it’s not exactly my dream job, thinking about Izzy makes every mess I clean up, dish I wash, and every insane ranting customer worth it. I wake up every morning, and put on my uniform with pride, and gratitude that I have a way to provide for her. Having Izzy has forced me to learn pivotal values in life, such as responsibility, self-worth, selflessness, hard work, and keeping a positive attitude. Predominately, she has taught me to improve the way I treat others(working at Speedway might have something to do with that also). She has truly
It was the last inning in our all-star game, and we were losing 10 to 8. Our team had 2 outs and we couldn’t get the third. Our pitcher was doing bad, throwing all balls, while all of us in the field were tired, ready to fall asleep at any moment. There goes another walk. They score again.
My five signature themes were: Achiever-Â As an Achiever, â€œNo matter how much you may feel you deserve a day of rest, if the day passes without some form of achievement, no matter how small, you will feel dissatisfied.â€ Sometimes people call me an overachiever, but that is how I feel is my normal. Harmony- I do not like when people argue because I feel there is a better way for everyone to get along. Once everyone is in harmony, life is much smoother. Input-
I am willingly making positive changes to my personality traits to be able to once again enjoy God’s gift to me, Ecko Rose. When I am feeling overwhelmed or I am feeling angry I usually can take a short walk to rapidly lower my anxiety or my blood pressure. I plan to remember to take these moment aside before allowing fight or flight response to become the initial reaction. When I have feelings of helplessness or discouragement I have recently, since my daughters removal from the home, engaged myself in a variety of personal hobbies including meditation, painting, writing poetry and assisting my roommate with his income source making custom Colorado boxes, as well as continuous self reassurance which has already shown substantial assistance
The Tide detergent bottle gradually moved back and forth, as my father’s elbow creaked, refusing to cooperate. “It’s my own way of physical therapy, you see,” my father boasted. “If I keep it up, I think I’ll be able to move my elbow by the end of the month.” “Yeah,” I whispered, keeping my voice low, because I knew my mother was shut-away in the other room. The lights were off, the door was closed, and she barricaded each ear with a pillow to block out any sound that might further trigger her migraine.
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.
Challenging me to be the very best version of myself that I could possible be. She worked with me all year long, before school, after school, and even during the summer between 4th and 5th grade. She gave me the most important gift of all, her time, she made sure that I as learning and growing in her classroom. She spent countless hours working with me to make sure I was successful. She created the turning point in my academic career.
I have been doing some thinking about our conversation a few days ago and have concluded that I will take you up on the offer! I just sold my old bike and now have some money left over that I can use to pay for those seminars. I am going to see how soon I can get this done, I am going to look at the dates and send my form in. I will keep you posted on the status of things as they get processed.
Overcoming “The” Struggle I don’t recall having a hard time learning how to read. It was one of those things that just came easily to me for some reason. For the most part I enjoyed reading as well. The only time I didn’t enjoy reading was when I didn’t understand a certain word or a certain phrase.
Albert Einstein once said, “Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” Although I was not born with the best bike, I have learned to pedal through all the hardships—and that has made all the differences. As a young child, I was shy and timid; however, participating in my high school Cross Country team for four years helped me come out of my shell and become more open and social.
She always does anything she can to ensure that I and everyone else in my family and her own friends are a safe and comfortable. She has also effected the way I have changed from the time I was a child to now. If she was not the person I know her to be then I guarentee that I would not be the same person I am today. When I was a child I did not care about the consistencies of things and now I understand that everything I do and change will end as something different.
The unspoken truth I can still remember clearly like it had just occurred a couple days ago, however, it was a decade ago, and till this day it still manifests itself: reconstructing in my mind after each attempt trying to obliterate those obscene and explicit images. I was taken advantage of while not even knowing it; later on, I found out what really happened in my past due to the fact that these things don’t happen frequently. Later on, I grew to understand that it indeed happens frequently, although it is just not spoken of because it’s a delicate topic to talk about. People might be sorry but I do not need their pity either their fake apologies.
She has taught me a lot of things that I need to know to live life, such as how to feel, how to handle feelings of anger, anxiety, responsibility, happiness, sadness, excitement, and hate. Moreover, she taught me how to give and take. I have learned that giving is a lot harder than taking. My mother is my hero because she is always there for me. She knows what kind of cares that I need when I am not feeling well.
Going through the passing of her father at such a young age, has build up strength in my mom. She had to grow up quickly and learn to have strength and take care of others. Her strength has helped me as I grow up and become an adult. My mom's generosity, cooking for those who have had someone close to them pass away and giving up an hour of her day to spend time with God have shown me alot. Her generosity has shown me how great of a person she is and has made me strive to become a better person.