My Life, My Challenges and My Experiences
Looking back on a childhood filled with events and memories, I find it rather difficult to pick on the one thing that leaves me with the fabled "warm and fuzzy feelings." Lightly stroll with me on the yellow brick road of my life and let’s journey to the good, the bad and the ugly of my life. Let’s put on our imaginary cap, to see what the hardest thing I had to share or tell my parents, the hardest decision I ever had to make and the worst thing I ever done. Also learn how these decisions made me the person that I am on today.
It was a warm, sunny day, sun was shining brightly and the air was filled with happiness, that kind that gave me chill bumps. I could feel the butterflies fluttering in my stomach, as I prepare for this day. I was 22 years old but still had fear in my heart toward my parents. My heart would stammer and skip a beat at the thought of having to share my news with my parents. Although I was a young adult by age, I felt like a kid in spirit. My parents would always say their doors were open, like the revolving doors at a bank, to share anything I desired with them. But my nerves had me shaking like the leaves on a tree during the Fall Season. The house smelled of maple bacon, eggs, honey butter biscuits with hot butter and fresh squeezed orange juice. I lived with my Grandmother and I was preparing for my work day. I worked for a law firm, so the sound of paper printing, computer typing and the voice of my supervisor was ringing in the air giving us instructions for the day. After I received my assignment, I eagerly began working as I enjoyed the career field that I was work. As the day began to progress, I begun to get weak, and wasn’t working to full capacity. Oh no! The butterflies were back in my stomach again. I seem to feel the wings of the butterfly flapping on the inside, draining all the strength out of me. Then a sharp pain pierced the bottom of my stomach, causing me to bend over...