Personal Narrative Analysis

Imagine living life worry free without a care in the world. Even after becoming the “Adult”, you have always desired to be, you were still worry free. Parenting was just parenting, Bills were just bills, and problems were just problems. You never realized how good you had it, or more so the reason for having it.

Well that is actually my story. I never realized how good I had it. I never realized how much easier things were or how things seemed to just “flow” so naturally. I never realized that until I unexpectedly loss my mother in 2014. At 25 years old, I lost my mother after her long hard battle of COPD. Losing my mother forced me to understand life requires major CHANGES, taught me to adapt to the CHANGES, and how to make THE RIGHT TURN

I jumped out the car and ran towards the ambulance as it suddenly began to pull off. I then jumped back in the car and urged my friend to follow it to the hospital. When arriving to the hospital I remember walking through the hospital doors and being directed by the nurses to come to the back. Several years of working in healthcare and knowing the routine quite well, I knew what these directions given meant. As much as I did not want to believe it, I knew what the many nurses, doctors, and assistants wanted to prepare me for. I walked into my mother’s room and remember seeing the strong and eager to win mother I knew laying there lifeless. Although the physician continued to work on her, I knew in my heart this was my time to say goodbye and was not sure of I was prepared to the adapt to life without

Shortly after my mother passed, I remember hearing the story of Bobby Christina. I read about the depression she experienced proceeding he mother’s death. Shortly after, I found she had passed away. Her story truly touched my heart. Not only because she was a young girl like I, who was hurt by the death of her mother. More so because she may not have had the proper tools to make THE RIGHT TURN to adapting to her mother no longer being there. It is so easy to go left when adapting to changing in life. After my mother passed, I had to learn life again. It sounds weird but I TRULY had to learn how to live again.
Losing my mom caused me to leave my well-paid job at one of the best hospitals in the country. I remember the director of my department talk with me on my last day. She pull me to the side and said “Nadera, people would kill to get a job here. Are you sure you want to leave?” Of course, my response was “Yes”, simply because I could no longer adjust to working night shift and not having my mother on the phone with me all night to get through the night. There was nights I would leave the desk at work and just cry in the bathroom because I could not adapt to the change in working and not having her words of encouragement to get me through the long