Reseting My Failure

I stepped off the bus and to my surprise, my mom was not there. I looked around and spotted my brother Paul waiting for me. He told me my mother was in the hospital with my oldest brother, Jason, who had just been in a car accident which left him with a broken neck, shoulder and forearm. The experience of his recovery inspired me to look at life differently. I believe everything happens for a reason, I spend more time with my family and I look up to my brother.

A couple years ago,( my freshman year), my family received a very terrifying phone call from the police station. That early sunday morning my sister was in a death car accident.

The first of these two moments took place about two years ago. The event that took place was the passing of my grandfather. Due to the unexpectedness, this event was devastating for my family and I. My grandfather was the rock of our family, he was the one that brought everyone together and he was also the one person that everyone would talk to if they needed help with something. Now that he was no longer with us, there was not someone to do that for my family anymore. Everybody in my family was in grief for weeks and even months after his passing. Witnessing my family this way was very difficult. I had sympathy for them because I knew

When I arrived home and discussed with my moms what had happened, their response was different than I expected. They explained to me that my ability to assess the situation beyond my initial emotional response was admirable. I took from this an opportunity to bridge the gap between feeling and acting, determined to make an impact through simple communication.

As I pulled up to my friends house to drive her to school, it was a beautiful day. The sun was shining, weather was nice and while we were sad this day due to the loss of a dear friend, we were both looking forward to things getting back on track with school. A few days prior, our friend, who always wanted to ride a motorcycle, took a ride with a boy she met. This would be her first and last ride. The motorcycle rear ended a stopped car, she was ejected and dragged under an oncoming vehicle to her death. As I picked up my friend for school, March 9, 1989 our dear friend would be laid to rest. We planned to attend her funeral that afternoon and a special event in her honor at our school. While making a left turn into our school parking lot, the plan for the day changed, as a blue sedan going full speed, slammed into the passenger side of my car. The reality of the situation; I turned left in front of an oncoming vehicle.

My mom died two months ago when I was sixteen. I had finally gotten the car I wanted that’s when I knew something was up. My parents didn’t have the money to pay for the insurance, or for the car itself. That’s when dad hit me.

If there’s one event that has made a huge impact in my life it would have to be a roll over car accident that my parents, aunt, and I were when I was in sixth grade. This car accident has impacted me negatively by leaving me with PTSD and positively by figuring out what career I am pursuing.

As I look back on my life, I wouldn’t change what happened. Because I was expelled out of school, I had to attend an alternative program which caused me to rethink my life choices. My friends changed along with my relationship with my parents. Since graduation I have been in a serious relationship and gave birth to my son, Austin. I also experienced a serious health problem called graves’ disease that required a thyroidectomy. All these events are making me a stronger person to take back my

If life had a reset button, what would you alter? Student loans? Credit score? Personally, I see my driving record as a problem. Being only sixteen with two wrecks on my record, I strongly believe in wanting to reset my failures. In light of this, failures are what allows us to learn and grow.

Experiencing trauma is an awful thing. Experiencing it as a child is a lifelong journey of healing. Something that has created me into the person I am today is my profound relationship with death. As overwhelming and terrifying as this topic is, I have come to terms with it. As a child, I lost my Mom at the age of four. This was most definitely a life-altering experience. Being four years old and watching your Mom get sick, dying slowly in front of your eyes makes you really think twice about life. My Mom died due to a rare disease called “GSS” which is an acronym for Gerstmann–Sträussler–Scheinker Syndrome, that runs in her side of the family. Her Dad died from it too, passing it on to her. This illness took 4 lives out of my family tree.

In High School I had to write a paragraph about an experience that changed my life, I decided to write about parents and the effect their decision had on me. Growing up, my parents argued mentally and physically. My parents getting a divorce were difficult to go through as a child, the arguing still goes on in my head sometimes. If you are thinking I am scarred no I am not it is just something that is not easy to forget. As a 10 year old I had mixed feelings and I didn’t know what to do and I didn’t know who to talk to about what was wrong. For some reason I felt it was my fault in a way because I never tried to make them reconsider. It was a very emotional roller coaster for me, especially since I didn’t understand until I got older.

Watching my parents cope with and learn from challenges in our lives has been the most educational thing I could of experienced. In 2013 my mother was diagnosed with triple negative breast cancer, a disease that required her to undergo a draining treatment

My life has been a crazy roller coaster with many events that have affected my life all in different ways. There have been times where my life has been at its highest peak in the world then it falls down, right into a deep valley. From the time my lovable younger sister came into my life to when my grandpa had a near death experience, I have learned many valuable lessons through the rough times as well as the more happy times. When I was a young girl, my mom had always told me the same thing over and over again. I never really thought about how a few words would have a deep effect on me in a short amount of time.

Life is unpredictable and an accident can happen anytime. on our way back home from church my dad was driving a black 2012 Toyota Highlander, which is a family car that seven people can ride in it. My younger brother, Taw Nay Gay, and I were sitting on the seat behind the driver seat by the door. My other two younger brothers, Gay Nay Soe and Soe K Maw, sat in the seat behind me, and my mom sat in the front passenger seat. For the first time a nineteen year old girl like me started to believe that I had a reason to live and my life could be taken away anytime. This happened on October first 2017, 7:30 pm when we got into a car accident by the traffic lights intersection. Three cars were damaged, but everyone in the cars were fine.

This left my mom with seven kids to raise by herself. Meaning one on one time was rare, because my mom is not a superhero and could not be in multiple places at one time. Grief left my family and I in a place where we did not know what to do, but we eventually got out of it, and continued on with our life. We always remembered the hard working parents we had, and the hard working mother we still had. I am resilient and got back on my feet and continued to attend school, graduated elementary school, and will soon graduate from high school. Although, I have gone through many difficulties it has made me work harder as an individual and choose my career choice at an early age. Being that I was very into the heart at a young age, and my father passing from a heart disease, I always knew I wanted to study cardiology, and will someday soon become a cardiologist.