On February 3, 2014 my life changed forever. On this day in my life I lost my dad due to the reason he committed suicide. Well it all started because he was cheated on by his girlfriend of 8 years at the time, which they both worked at the United States Post Office, and his girlfriend had cheated on him with another co-worker. When my dad found out he was completely devastated and didn’t want to face anyone, so he quit going to work and all his normal routined stuff he did daily or even weekly. So, about a month after he found out that he was cheated on, the morning after the Broncos had lost the SuperBowl to the Seahawks, which he acted very strange all day and didn’t act like himself, so around 1:00am the next morning he left our home and decided to go to his ex-girlfriend's house. At the time I was sleeping in the basement, but I got up and went up to the top of …show more content…
As a result of his death, at the time, I got very depressed, to where I wanted to give up on life. I also separated myself from pretty much everyone because I wanted to be by myself and not have to deal with anyone’s problems. Adding to this I really didn’t know how to cope with it because this was the first time I lost someone that was a big part of my life. Today, the death of my dad doesn’t affect as much as it did before, because I’ve learned how to cope with it and I try not to let it bother me. I realized that life could not be changed so I have live life to the fullest and live everyday like it could be my last. My perspective on life has definitely changed. I say this because family time is more important than ever now because I lost a big part of my life, so I realized my mom and my siblings are the only thing I have left, so I need to take advantage of the time I get to spend with them. Adding onto this, I live one day at a time and I really don’t look to the future, as the future is not always
I told myself that I wasn’t going to allow the absence of my father prevent me from getting father in life. Many always thought that I was just this angry little girl, but they never sat down and asked me why I felt so angry inside. Not having that male role model in a child’s life can lead them down the road to destruction. The strength that I have gained was to take the pain and use it as a lesson in life. I’ve came to reality that his actions did not have to direct
This time was very difficult in my life and another close friend was ill at the time as well. I was grieving heavily that one of dear friends was not in this realm anymore, I was very sad. Death for me have occurred only once with me through out my life until the a year removed from high school. The ones a I grown accustom to love didn 't even have a health status of life threatening. These times can be very difficult, even though now I some experience with it more than I use to and learning the through my experiences with situations like this.
My hands became clammy and my heart started racing. I did not want to believe the words coming out of my mother’s lips, “His kidney failed three weeks after the operation, he is dead”. I was just 5 years old and I felt like there was no purpose to live. My father was everything to me. I already missed his genuine kindness, the way his smile formed whenever he talked to me about life, and the times where we had father-son time at the airport, watching airplanes fly.
When my mother's dad passed away from a brain aneurysm it was very hard on her. She was very close with her father, and she loved him very much. She became lost, and slightly out of it for a few weeks it was a sad time ,and tough time for my family we were devastated. When this tragedy occurred in my family my mother flew to new york where he lived for the funeral, and so did the rest of the family. I realized then that no matter how busy the family was, when this happened we came together to console one another.
A life experience made me strong, but because I was so young, I do not remember going through it, just the after math of how it changed my life. When I was almost two years old my aunt was tickling me and she saw a bump under my throat area. She showed my parent and I was taken to the doctor, where the found a cyst, a hypoglossal duct cyst The physician said this type of cyst will appear on the neck, the pocket will form in the front part of neck and fill with fluid. This kind of cyst is formed from leftover tissue from the development of the thyroid gland when an embryo is forming, the thyroid gland is located in the front of the neck and it is part of the hormone-producing glands called the endocrine system.
I’ve gone through hardships and trying to keep my own family together. Someone very dear to my family has passed on and it was one of the most horrible things i’ve experienced as a young child myself. I was 12 too when i’ve experience loss, at the time I couldn’t cope I was in denial and agony. But eventually I had to learn to grow up and accept what has happened and help my family in the process.
Her passing was a major loss because she was the only person that really loved me she taught me how to cook, we went fishing and we always attended church due to her spiritual beliefs in the lord. Foremost, she taught me how to pray and read the bible. Lastly, we took care of family member’s children and I took care of her in reality and the family member’s children at a young age. She needed me there because she was overweight and had a considerable health issues besides her heart.
My life was great and I did not feel anything wrong in my life. Until my freshman year in high school, around April my grandfather had been admitted to the hospital and that had been the third time in the row in the span of a few months. I did not know how to feel, and I did not know if I should have felt sorrow or been strong because he was the strongest person I knew and I knew he would get through it. My family had prayers here and there, so I took part in them because I was asked not because I felt as though I needed to.
The prompt for this essay is quite simple: write about how your involvement in sports, community service, leadership, academics, and other extracurricular activities have affected your overall character. However, I feel as though this essay would be better if focused on my career in lacrosse and how it’s changed my life over the past five years, helping me throughout the good and bad, the simple and the challenging. Lacrosse has been a part of my life for about five years now. I started playing when I was in fourth grade, simply because I wanted to branch out and try something new, exciting, and a little bit out of my comfort zone.
I didn’t want to accept that he was gone. For weeks I thought I would come home to see my dad waiting for us to embrace him. I quickly became uninterested in school. I did not want anyone at school to know what happened to me. I spent my time imagining how quickly my life chanced.
In the fall of 2009, my dad picked me up to take me to his house for the weekend. That morning we drove around to his friend’s houses. He spent time with them and I played with their children. My dad was drinking and became drunk. We started to head to his house when the accident happen.
How my Cat has Changed my Life I remember the day that I got my cat. My family has many cats. But this one is mine. This cat chose me, over everyone else.
I always knew deep down, that my mum was not going to make it; however, knowing this did not make it any easier. She died on December 4th 2008. I could not come to terms with her death. Not only was I left with many questions but I also felt like I should have spent more time with her.
Growing up without my father was hard, especially because my mom was only there to feed, clothe and raise 5 kids including me. At 7 years old my father got 9 years in prison. I still remember the day as if it was yesterday. Approximately at 7 p.m., I saw a lot of police officers outside my house, I thought what is happening! Occasionally I kept peeking out the window to see what was happening.
There are many incidents one met in life that change the whole concept of living. Similarly I had an incident which not only change my vision towards life but also to the words you speak and how much they hurt someone enough that you then regret of saying them. It was a very dull morning for me.