My Life Change : A Life Changing Event

After reviewing my life, I have decided my life defining moment was when my family and I moved to Texas from Oklahoma. I consider this move my life changing moment because it changed so many things in my life. This move set the stage for an entirely new life for me. Moving six hours away from the only home I knew certainly called for many changes.

When my dad was around 25 he lost his mom to cancer. It hit him really hard. It couldn't of came at a harder because he had a baby on the way. He knew that he had to stay positive for his family and his sister. His sister was the most devastated of them

This experience transformed me. When the doctors found something weird in my breast, they told me I had breast cancer. From that moment forward, my life changed and I couldn’t grasp why this was happening to me. However, with the help of my family, friends, and my faith I was able to pull through.

Dealing with the fact that my sister could die was very hard on me and I could hardly believe the truth. Sometimes me and my brother would have to stay and our grandparents house while my parents would stay overnight at the hospital with my sister. My sister was constantly getting checked up at many hospitals to figure out a way to cure her.

The hardest time that I've been through in my was my grandma developing alzheimer's in the spring of 2013. I lived in Michigan (and still do), she lived in New York. We live 465 miles away, I had no idea what was going on at the time, and I couldn’t up and leave due to school but she was on my mind always. In January of 2014 I got the chance to go see her, I was almost in tears looking at what my grandma had become, how such an amazing, beautiful women like her became so clueless. She had been taken by a demon, a demon that wasn’t going to leave her until the job was done.

My dad was diagnosed with cancer about 5 years ago. I was in middle school so I knew enough to understand that it was a very serious and scary thing which not all people can defeat. I had a very frightening realization that he could die and I might only have a limited time left with him. When he started to receive the chemotherapy treatments I knew that I had to step up and help out. This taught me that I had to get things done and I couldn’t procrastinate. He ended up defeating the cancer and coming home soon after, I’ll always remember how this experience taught me to stay strong and

For every change within a society, personal changes with “self” must happen. These social changes are important to people while, people who don’t benefit from it think changes within the self isn’t important for social changes. Personal change is a journey a person takes of discovering something within themselves and acting upon a social change. That social change is society evolving to better ways. Jane Goodall talks about her experience in a moment of truth with self being absent in a moment of need in her writing titled In the Forest of Gombe, where she spends a few weeks in the forest following chimpanzees has helped her cope with her grief of her husband. She comes to the realization that her “self” was nonexistent and everyone in

The greatest adversity that has made the biggest impact on my life was the passing of my mom. She passed away from cancer when I was nine. Losing her was the worst feeling that I ever had to endure. I was thankful that I had a family who cared for me and my younger brother, who was only three at the time. It took some time for me to understand that my mom couldn't come back, but that she no longer had to suffer with the pain. So after learning to cope with her no longer being here with me, I promised to always do my best to make her proud. Even though I had my family, I felt like I had to grow up and be strong for my brother. I felt that he needed me more than anybody. I had to learn that it was okay not to be strong like I thought I should

I experienced illness when my Dad was diagnosed with cancer. The most devastating aspect of this experience was when we had to make a choice as a family on how we were going

When I was 11 my grandmother was diagnosed with a rare neurodegenerative disease called Huntington's. Then on my 12th birthday my grandparents were in a car accident. This unfortunately was the catalyst of her disease. It effect her body tremendously. She lost control of motor functions, the ability to interpret different nervous sensations, to speak clearly, and some cognitive processes. The hardest part was that she retained all of her memory, it actually improved. Which was only more difficult. She knew what was happening to her, but was unable to stop it, and had hardly any time to prepare. We ended up having to take care of her for two years. My mother was homeschooling us at the time so we were able to travel and say in their home. Unfortunately

Has anyone you've known really well or maybe you didn't know them that well at all, gotten very sick or died? Well, when my Great-Grandpa did, it was tough getting through it, but no matter what, I stayed strong and believed in myself. Tough hope has affected me in many ways, but I have always pushed through and accepted it because I know it is for the best.

I was fifteen and in the fifth grade. I had been homeschooled until I was approximately thirteen years of age when we moved to a different house and stopped school altogether. When I was 10, my mother stopped teaching my brother and I through books and made us use computers to do all of our learning instead. I was not very happy with the change because it was much more difficult to learn without anyone to actually teach a lesson. We did our work on the computer and taught ourselves for a few months until we had some of our family move in with us. They were a bit of a distraction to my brother and I during the times that we were trying to do our work. My mother saw this and chose to put our education on hold until they had moved out that way, it wouldn't affect our grades anymore.

My life was outstanding after moving to Dallas. It was like something you read about in magazines or watch in a movie. I had the dream job, car, house, and social life. I worked as a bartender at the hottest nightclub in town and made a lot of money. I bought a beautifully restored 1961 Porsche, a lot like the one that James Dean had died in. My car had a pearl- white paint job, a red-leather interior, and aluminum alloy wheels with low-profile racing tires. I was living in a guesthouse on the estate of the nightclub owner; he lived in the mansion in front. We had parties there almost every night around the swimming pool.

Looking at that small building that held too many big memories, I started reminiscing about the past and remembering every little detail. I felt very nostalgic. Everything seemed memorable and remarkable to me: the cracks in the old building that we used to make fun of, the old candy shop that we used to come to at night when we are too tired and too hungry to study, the pushes and the tiny garden we used to sit at and stare at the stars, the roof we used to sneak to in the middle of the night just wandering and talking about everything, and of course the playground where we used to run, play, dance, laugh and cry in under the evening sky, and even the school building and the dark classes looked nice to me. Everything held so many memories of us. I knew that being at a boarding school would change me on so many levels, but it never occurred to me that most of the change would be thanks to my friends, and I am going to talk about what I learnt from each one of them. The most important thing I learnt in this school is

Losing my grandmother was one of the worst things that have happened to me. When she died, I knew my life had changed. I watched her take her last breath in the hospital and it was very heartbreaking. She was like my second mom because she was always with me. I didn’t think it would come so soon. Dealing with her death was one of the hardest thing that I’ve ever had to do. It was very hard because it was my second experience of losing someone very close to me around the same time of the year. I had to learn how to cope with losing her. I let all my emotions out, I didn’t listen to what anyone was saying, and I had to remember to take care of myself. Losing my grandmother changed me because she did everything for me. I had to grow up and be more responsible. I had to learn how