I’ve had bad days and I’ve had better days, but I’m talking about my worst and best birthdays. Material things aren’t always what mean the most, but on birthdays, we expect the most. “It’s my day,” is what I had been raised up thinking. Receiving gifts and love from family and friends is what makes my days perfect. Not every birthday is like that though, some are hard to embrace.
My eighteenth birthday probably was the worst I ever came to witness. I wanted to feel grown because in the eyes of the law, I had been. I wanted everything to be perfect and everyone to be content. I started the day off ready to enjoy my day, but everything was going downhill. Clarence, my boyfriend, took me out for lunch. He and I decided to go to this
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It’s a very emotional situation for me because I am so young. I would be 20 with two children. I am very thankful that I have the same man and he is going to be there helping me raise my kids.
I will not be obliged to be a single parent. Not only a single parent, but add a young person on to that. I feel like people judge way too much when it comes to someone else’s life choices. It’s not just life choices; certain things people go through that others are not required to do in their lives, like raising a child. Even though it is very difficult for me to accept that fact that I am expecting again, I say it proudly because I tell myself I can’t let anybody put me down. I was always happier when I was pregnant because I identify stress and depression can harm the baby if the mother overdoes it.
After it’s all said and done, I probably shouldn’t have cared as much as I did about my birthdays. If I expected a smaller amount, I wouldn’t have been so disappointed in actually getting less than anticipated. Having good and bad days is normal. Just be happy with what one has and go on about their days and years. After all, birthdays are just another day in every year that we
What is a single parent? Is it one who destroys their child’s life? Is it one who ultimately cannot raise a minor on their own? Or is it one who dedicates their lives to the well being of their kid? Imagine a parent, and for whatever reason they were left alone to raise a child. That parent you imagined has to work long hours just to put a meal on the table. That parent has to play the role of the mother and father. That parent has no financial support. Unfortunately, in our society, this image of a single parent is looked down upon. There are people that don’t realize how much a single parent goes through to give their child a better life.
When a wife surprises her husband on his birthday, an ironic turn of events occurs. Katherine Brush’s “The Birthday Party” is a short story about relationships, told from the perspective of a nearby observer. Brush uses the words and actions of the married couple to assert that a relationship based on selfishness is weak.
A message to everyone is that I believe you should live your life to the fullest you can be that day and grow greater and greater everyday. Always show love. Makeup any fights. It is never worth the madness. Never do things to regret because you never know when the end may be
It was my senior year of high school I was sixteen getting ready to turn seventeen. It was my year. I was not your typical girl wearing makeup or play sports. Don’t get me wrong I would get all dolled up if I had something special to do. I had a part time job at Olive garden because my parents motto was “if you
that the period of time my mother was in the hospital fell on her birthday. So,
I never dreamed of having a child at such a young are. In fact, in high school I was the typical student. I maintained good grades, stayed on the honor roll, participated in extracurricular activities, and even volunteered at local hospitals. Outside of school my friends I were always doing something after the football games or just hanging on Saturday nights, being typical teens. Soon all of that would come to an end. Little did I know for the next few months to come, I would be home to what could be our future president or the person that would make history for finding the cure for cancer. The scariest thing is, I would be forever responsible for a new life, as if trying to be responsible for my own was not enough.
First, Birthdays are very important event in people life’s , but for me it was not
...bring to a child. If people keep focusing on this idea, single-parenthood may always be negatively looked at by the public.
My second event was a little different. It was the event the totally changed my view of life. The unforgettable day was my wedding day. April 29th in the year 2002 was the day when I became responsible for my own life. Even though I have so many responsibilities I would never regret the moment I agreed to be my husbands wife. My wedding ceremony was the event that I dreamed of since I was a little girl. I imagined every detail of it. It was like a fairy tale wedding. I was wearing the most elegant dress in the world. There were three hundred people at the ceremony. I would never forget such a beautiful day.
One of the hardest issues to survive in, as a single parent, is an overwhelming emotion that you should complete the role of both mother and father. This feeling evolves and will be more intense if the other single parent is not portraying a role that is active with the children.
I had often debated whether or not I wanted to have kids when I got older. While I can't predict the future, I do know now that I have the desire to have children. My dad always joked that one child (Alvand) was enough for me, but that couldn't be further from the truth. Children bring a new perspective into one's life. They open you up to a unique way of thinking and make you take into consideration what you had always thought was superfluous or unimportant. It is incredible that a baby's critical learning period likewise incites a period of growth in their caretakers. Responsibility and love for a child force us to go beyond ourselves. We must learn to expect the unexpected and prepare for any situation, and life's sweetest gift fills the moments in between.
Today in America we need true fathers' to serve as a role model to fathers that are absent in their child's life. If you are not ready for the responsibilities,then ...
It was a day of eager anticipation. It was a day of last-minute planning. It was the day before my fourteenth birthday. I had been looking forward to the party for at least two months. Everything was accounted for: balloons, Super Soakers, and music. There would be a barbeque of magnificent proportions. Miraculously, everyone had read the RSVP deadline and called in a week ahead of schedule. An enormous ice cream cake was to be delivered with eight large pepperoni pizzas. Needless to say, I was excited. It was to be my first party at our new house. I helped cook the enormous array of snack foods. I eventually surrendered to the temptation and stole a few strips of marinated steak when my mom wasn't looking. I had gone to bed that night with dreams of family, friends, and possibly a new stereo system.
Throughout life I have had many memorable events. The memorable times in my life vary from being the worst times in my life and some being the best, either way they have become milestones that will be remembered forever. The best day of my life was definitely the day that I received my drivers’ license. This day is one of the most memorable because of the feelings I had when I received it, the opportunities that were opened up for me and the long lasting benefits that I received from it that still exist today.
Everyone has milestone days in his/her life that change the direction of his/her life for better or worse. Let me tell you one of my experiences that I will never forget from when I was 12 years old.