Life Experiences In Life

the reason I decide to get back on a good foot with education. Not to many people

It was fourth grade; new teachers, kids, climate. How was I going to compel myself to having relationships with anyone all over again. Young, but not naive, it seemed like I used to guilt myself thinking it is all my fault that everyone disappears from my life sooner or later. I quickly came to the realization that you have to become self reliant and do not

Although my husband stated he would support me, he also believed that I was biting off more than I can chew. By working two jobs and taking two classes, he did not see how I could balance my family, work and school. He believed that something is going to fall by the wayside and he hoped it would not be him no matter how hard the journey may seem. We have not resolved everything but we have reached a compromise, I would create a plan and try to become more organized for my next term and not go in head first.

Up until this year education was not a big deal to me. I needed to pass but I never did much better then that. When I got to

When I was young I had not any educational goals. My father had not graduated from high school and I don’t remember him (or my mother) ever mentioning me going to college. And, as mentioned previously he spent my $3,000 life’s savings which would have put me through the University of Arizona. I was ambivalent about going to college when I graduated from high school, but I signed up in large part to stay out of the military and Vietnam. I had an interest in aviation and in making things so I signed up for Aerospace engineering. At that point I was working 20-25 hours a week to be able to afford the next semester’s tuition, gas for the Hillman, and occasional nights out which didn’t help my studies.

An event that marked my transition to adulthood would probably be when my cousin died a couple months ago she was 17 and she had no Hodgkin's lymphoma. A type of cancer that is somewhat like leukemia. NonHodgkin's Lymphoma is a type of cancer that begins in the lymphatic system. In NonHodgkin’s lymphoma, tumors develop from white blood cells. Your body's lymphatic system is part of your immune system, which protects you against infection and disease. When she died it affected me greatly and I didn't understand why at first because I didn't really know her. I didn't even know her favorite color, she was my cousin I didn’t even get time to ask her what her favorite color was. She was the same age as me when she died, and that is when I begin

Our first child was a girl, strike one, he didn't want a girl. The second child was a boy; he was not the boy he wanted, strike two. Child three was a girl; she had horrible colic and was diagnosed with severe ADHD. Strike three, he was out. Through the years, he couldn't keep a job, and we moved about every six months to an entirely different town. He started staying overnight because of work. The more he was away from home, the more I had to learn to take care of 3 children on my own. We fought more because I was becoming my own person and he did not like it. I started to have severe migraines and heart problems. I was hospitalized at least two or three times a month, leaving my children with him and not knowing the abuse they were

and others stuck doing the same thing before college. It made me feel like somewhat of a failure.

Coming from a family of educators, college was heavily stressed to me. Attending a college whether it be a two year or four year institution, was no doubt going to be the next option.

Because of that I found myself working a well paying job, but one I was never passionate about, so I became restless.

appreciated living in a mixed community. My parents would take frequent trips to visit my

The few years before high school was pretty bad for me and my family. We had some financial and personal problems that were going on at the time. I had a lot of problems in school, a lot of the teachers hated me. On top of that I had to deal with personal family problems, I had two uncles that were diagnosed with cancer. My mom would constantly be in and out of the hospital check in on them. Sometimes she wouldn’t even show up to dinner. This forced me to transition from a kid to an adult.

I worked for my father, I had dreams, but my life was on a dead end track to nothing. Life was simple, and I could have easily continued potentially wasting my life away. Instead, I took my savings and moved to New York City. I wanted to pursue my dreams in audio and music. I needed a challenge, and North East Ohio was not the place for me to grow or succeed.

When you are younger you seem to get in to trouble every time you turn around, but there is always that one time you will never be able to forget. Well that certain time for me personally was during my freshman year of high school. A couple of friends and I decided we were going to skip school on this certain day, and just ride around town for the day. Little did I know this would be the worst mistake of my life.

While my parents worked, I would just be a couch potato switching through channels on TV or spending time with my cousins who I thought were cool as they showed up with Hondas and wore sunglasses. While, my little brother was in bed weeping for his bottle of milk, I laid there like a snail, oblivious to his crying. I didn't think to feed him as I was still a child myself, so I played with Barbie dolls and lifted them up in the air while running. I had one simple