Personal Narrative Essay: Lost Time

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Lost Time

Growing up in the Smith household wasn’t so bad. We certainly didn’t have all the finer things in life like some of my friends. Now that doesn’t mean we were poor, or we walked around in raggedy cloths. It just put things into a different perspective. For instance, I knew that the shoes I picked out in the beginning of the school year needed to last me the majority of the year. My Grammy often would buy my clothes to help my parents out, and I was definitely grateful. Still I was a typical kid who didn’t understand why I couldn’t have what all the other kids had. For example, the newest skateboard or Nike shoes. At a young age, my dad decided to follow in his father’s (Papa), footsteps and work for the family business. …show more content…

I got the latest edition in Nike shoes and the finest baseball bat. My parents did whatever they could I think to make up for all the years they couldn’t. I would have to confess that I took advantage of our new situation. What teenage kid wouldn’t? When I turned 16, my mom and dad bought me my first car. Now, I was that kid that had all he wanted except it came with a price of lost time. My dad wasn’t absent due to the increase demands of running his own business. He wasn’t able to attend all of my sporting events, family functions, and vacations. When you own your own business, majority of your time is growing and developing that business to become successful. In my opinion, this was certainly a drawback to being self-employed. Yes, I now have the finer things in life but at what cost? My dad’s time.

My dad has been running his own business for six years, and due to the increased pressures he has aged. He looks more worn out and tired. He is often stressed and takes it out on whoever is around him, but I understand why. There is a great amount of pressure to provide financially for your family. I’m significantly proud of my dad and all he has done for our family. There are times where I’ve thought it would be easier for me to work for my dad and continue the family business, but my parents are adamant that I go to college and get my

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