Growing up, I was lucky enough to be surrounded by so many strong, beautiful, and independent women who helped shape me into the person I am today. One of those women was my great Aunt Jackie. Aunt Jackie was the person who watched me when I was little while my mom worked, she was the person who always had a bunch of toys at her house for all us kids, she was the person who started my obsession with weird shows, and most importantly, she taught all the girls in the family to be strong. When I was 15, Aunt Jackie had told us she was diagnosed with breast cancer. When I was younger, I didn't particularly like my family that much. Any time we all got together I would just get so annoyed with them all and I would beg my mom to allow one of my …show more content…
Eventually I made myself stop, and told them I was going back to bed. I'm not an overally emotional person and I hate crying, especially in front of other people. I went back to my bed and I can't remember if I contuined to cry on my own or not. I remember being angry and upset for a really long time after getting the news. I was angry because it wasn't fair that Aunt Jackie had been diagnosed with cancer in the first place, it wasn't fair that she had passed, none of it was fair and at 16 years old I was more angry then I had every been. This article isn't about the emotional wreck that my family and I were after hearing the news. This article is about how Aunt Jackie was so strong before and during the time she had cancer. This article is about the most stubborn, amazing, smart woman who went through one of the worst things in this world. I honestly don't think my mom, my sister, and I would be nearly has hard headed as we are now if it wasn't for that woman. I was truely blessed to have known her. Aunt Jackie never told me with her words how to be strong, she told me with they she handled her own situations, with the way she went through life, the way she fought cancer until the very end. She changed my life for the better and if I could just say one more thing to her, it would be that I am so incrediiably thankful for all the amazing things she taught
Finding out about my grandmothers death was the saddest moment in my life . I didn't understand . I didn't expect it to happen , not to me . I wondered why god had taken an important person away from my life , ad for that i felt confused and miserable . I cried for hours that day . Nothing could have brought me joy that day but the presence of my grandmother , but she was gone and i found it hard to overcome the situation.
She was always there when I needed a shoulder to cry on, she made my day better when everything went wrong and she was closer to me than my own sister. I know that she is gone now but she will
Ever since I was a little girl I always wanted my life to be like the ones in movies, but sadly it was not. Having one parent wasn't easy, but my dad did his best to be a great father. My parents separated when I was 7 years old and that was when my childhood changed. Growing up with no mother was difficult, in fact, I felt left out when I would be around my friends because they had both of their parents and did family things together and I didn't. It was very depressing for me because I felt like I was different from everyone else. I also felt like I couldn't do anything or go far with my future goals because I didn't get much support like others did. I never found it easy, but I’m glad I had a father that stood by my side through thick and
She had also shown me how it felt to lose someone you love; it was my first family member that passed away. There was never a devastated or mad time after her passing; it's strange, but she helped me know that saying goodbye was not necessarily a bad thing. At her funeral my sister and I drew her so many pictures to put in her casket so we could make her happy since she was going away. It pushed me to continue to push through obstacles and try my best so she would be proud of me.
Although, her mind was committed to fighting the cancer, her body was fragile and the doctors sent her to our house on hospice care to live out her final days with her family by her side. As I stood by her hospital bed that now replaced the sofa in our living room, I remembered specifically a day after school when we were getting a special treat at Cherry on Top. I recalled piling on the chocolate brownies and syrup on my melting vanilla yogurt and my grandmother telling me, “Good, better, best, never let it rest, til’ your good is better, and your better is best”. To this day I apply her thinking through my academics and sports. She firmly believed in me and wanted me to do my best at whatever it was that I set out to do.
Since birth the one person that was always by my side except for my family was my Grandma. Once my parents needed to go back to work she was there everyday to watch over me. She took me with her every where she went and was proud to show me off and that she had such a wonderful grandson. My Grandma was around for all of my “firsts” that happened as an infant. I think that most of them can be accountable to her. I was never hungry since she always kept me full and when it came time to walk and talk she was there. A lot of our free time was spent chasing my old dog around the yard and petting the horses or going to the park. She was there every step of my infant years and through my younger years.
She was my grandpa’s mother and my grandma had taken care of her every single day. We opened the creaky door to be welcomed with dreary, empty faces filled with grief and despair. That same day, I saw my grandfather cry for the first and only time until this day. That single moment I think is when I came to a strong realization and maybe even a
She was amazing and the most perfect soul I believe to have ever impacted my life. The image I have of my grandmother isn’t just sad and sorrowful. I see a strong woman who was taken from us far too early. I believe she had a much greater life to
One of the hardest obstacles I have faced is losing the one person who meant the entire world to me, my grandmother. I know when people pass, their relatives and friends usually state that they should not have been taken too soon; with my grandmother, this was entirely true. Chenyl Clara Landrum was her name and she was the sweetest, most caring, and compassionate human being I have ever had the pleasure of knowing. She always put others before herself, whether it was her mother who had Alzheimer’s, her son or daughter, or her six grandchildren. My grandmother was certainly an amazing treasure.
She had remarkable strength that I highly admire and she has always inspired me. I imagine you will find many people in this world that have had such strong people in their life that has greatly influenced them in a positive way. I do not think it is uncommon to have a remarkable person in your family.
My brothers and dad came home and saw me and my mom sad and they asked why we were sad. My mom said, because the dog got put down to sleep [death]. My whole family was sad that she was dead. We were sad the whole summer.
This for most people would be too much to endure, but she did. Even after this heartbreak she continued to excel as a woman of high moral caliber, a mother and a professional. I am inspired by the strength and positivity of my mother-in-law and have realized that I too am capable of overcoming circumstances in life which may seem like too much. She has taught me that there is always a reason to go on and to continue to
I remember exactly when my dad called my sister and me in the living room to tell us the news. My dad’s face was a face I had never seen before, looked as pale as ice and chocked like if he had seen a ghost. I could see there was something wrong but nothing could have prepared me for that kind of news. The words came out and I thought at first it was a joke. I asked him the question and already knew the answer. My sister started crying and my dad fell in tears too. I couldn’t cry, just wouldn’t come out, I was too stunned by the horrible news.
I was born on June third of the year 2000 and I am the second oldest out of five siblings raised by a single mother. Growing up with only a mother who wasn’t able to give me much attention was one of the things that made an impact on the person I have become. My mom was never able to spend much quality time with me and my siblings due to the jobs she had to work in order to keep me and my siblings healthy and satisfied. One of the things my mom really cared about was having her children receive a good education since she didn’t have the same opportunities as a young child. This is the reason why my education became really important to me.
June 10, 1999 my mom goes into labor with me. My parents go to the hospital and await the arrival of their little girl. After hours and hours of painful labor it's getting close to midnight, making it June 11, and my uncle's birthday. My mom didn't want me to share a birthday, so she started praying, and finally at 11:56 P.M., I arrived into this world, and that is when my mom started to change my life for the better. My mom changed my life in countless ways, but today I am going to focus on how her patience, kindness, and our relationship has impacted my life for the better.