"This is what we speak, not in words taught us by human wisdom but in words taught by the Spirit, explaining spiritual realities with Spirit-taught words."- 1 Corinthians 2:13. What is righteous and sin is dependent on ones past and where they want to be in the future. Because of serving my country in the United States Navy, I have learned that my body is my temple, my mind is my altar, and my soul belongs to God.
The day I graduated high school was the day I thought about how I would barely see my dog, Dulce, anymore (I graduated in Nicaragua). Throughout my whole life I’ve been accustomed to having dogs in the house, taking them out on walks, teaching them how to do tricks, having them sleep by my feet on my bed. Leaving Dulce was going to be tough for me because she brought a lot of happiness into my life; she was the sweetest dog I’ve ever met. Her name literally means sweet, so it fit very well with her. As I prepared to leave to Canada for my post secondary education, I messaged my sister and asked her what she thought about getting a dog; she loved the idea.
As soon as we sat for dinner Steve spoke up. "How about after dinner the kids can get to know each other and us adults can enjoy some grown-up juice." My dad laughed and agreed. I noticed Aubrey staring daggers at her dad.
It wasn’t until the morning of Saturday, May 21, 2016 that I realized what the true feeling of unconditional love was. The moment a parent looks into his or her child’s eyes there is just so much love it’s unbelievable. People think they know what love is when they love a significant other, family member, or a close friend; however, that love is nothing compared to the love a parent experiences the day his or her child is born. That is the love I felt the moment I placed my beautiful baby boy on my chest.
I am Rob Geis; a simple guy, not too exquisite. I was also a pretty decent writer before things went south; although the measly royalties from my book sales would tell you otherwise... Heh... Guess people just aren't into interesting stuff anymore. Most of them would prefer to go online and search up cat videos to pass the time instead.
May 11th 2001 A.K.A the day my dad passed away. The murderer was Leukemia. For most people it’s easier to lose your dad than your mom but my dad doubled as a mother figure. My other “birth parent” walked out on my dad and I for this guy who was like a hundred years younger than her. Cougar? No extreme cougar.
It was a bone chilling January night; my mom received a call at about 11:15 PM, a call that changed my life forever. My Aunt June was on the other line. She was crying so hard my mother could barely understand her. Through the sobbing my mom finally understood that Brian, my cousin, had been in a horrible accident and she didn’t know how bad it was. My mother jumped out of the bed after she hung up the phone. She screamed up the stairs at my sister and me; it was a nerve shrilling scream. I could hear fear in her voice. My mom was always yelling at us growing up if we forgot to do something. She would even get us out of bed to finish something that wasn’t done completely. This particular
Almost twenty-two years ago, on July 4th, 1994, I was born. I have heard many stories over the years about that day, but after interviewing my mom and dad I learned things I had not known whether they are accurate or not. When explaining the assignment to my parents I told them to email me everything they can remember on their own about the day I was born. After reading what they sent I found that I needed more details so I asked them both the same questions, separately. I asked questions such as: how was the weather, what did the room look like, who visited me, etc. My parents remembered the general things from that day but when asked about specific things they either remembered them one way or not at all. I found that
Every Sunday morning the family would get up and go to Church. We were all Catholics basically that’s because we had only one Church in the village of Derwintwather. I never had a choice to choose what religion I wanted to have. After church my family would get in the royal cart and smack the horse and go back to the castle. We then would all sit down hand have a nice Sunday dinner. We ate grape pudding, stuffed piglet, roe deer, and we drank almond milk with the dinner.
Beep Beep! Went the alarm clock as I struggled to roll over and cut it off.The start of the weirdest ¨day¨ of my life.Before I could even get myself together, I was hit with a smell that seemed like pancakes and bacon which use to be my favorite breakfast foods.I checked my phone to see that it was filled with happy birthday messages.After I ate, I started getting ready for school while dancing to my favorite songs.I tried to put lots of effort into my outfit since it was my birthday, so I wore my favorite pair of dark blue jeans that always looked good on me, then I put on a red blouse with my usual black converse shoes.While trying to do my hair, I heard my mom downstairs yelling ¨hurry up Emily you´re going to to be late¨! , So I quickly threw my hair into a bun and rushed to the car.When we pulled up to my high school, I got out and told my mom goodbye.From a distance, I could see my 3 best friends holding a bundle of balloons and gift bags.As I walked over to the bench, I had the biggest smile on my face.¨Happy birthday Emily¨ they all cheerfully told me.The four of us Kae, Oliva,megan and I have been there for each other since we were in the second grade.While rushing to class, I noticed lots of people said happy birthday to me on the way which made my day even more.
As an infant on my mother’s hips lying against her shoulder at the airport, it never crossed my mind that things in my life were certainly never going to be the same in the year to come. My very first time at the airport was with my mom when I was eleven days old. I was more than likely kicking, wailing, and sobbing, trying to do anything I could to get her attention because I was a terrible baby. After finally getting me settled down, we were able to saunter right up to my grandma’s gate to meet her. It was the very first time she met me. She was so excited to see me because I was the first girl to be born in our immediate family (my mom, my dad, my older brother, and I). The next time I was in an airport was after I got off a plane to
The bright sun light woke me up. I looked through the airplane window. The orange sky was quickly turning into blue. It looked so peaceful and warm outside but I knew that at a height of 10.000m it certainly is freezing out there. Seven more hours and we’ll be there. I am finally going to be able to be surrounded with members o f my extended family, grandparents, uncles, aunts, cousins… I couldn’t sit still any more. Blood was rushing through my veins and my heart started pounding at the very thought of the first sight of all of those familiar and so dear faces to me. Finally, moving to Macedonia, to a new life, new beginning. Little did I know then that living between two countries brings excitement but also great
#1 Today is the day where I leave my father, where I leave the curse that has been destined to me. I knew that my 15th birthday would be the perfect day to run away, to change my fate. I only packed the essentials. I didn’t want to look too suspicious. Before I left, I grabbed the phone off my father’s desk. I know that the phone will probably be shut off in a few days. I still take it anyway. I looked at my watch. It was past midnight. My 15th birthday had arrived without fault. The boy called crow told me happy birthday, I thought back to when he told me that I have to be the toughest 15 year old in the world. I fell asleep telling this to myself over and over again. When I finally woke up we were somewhere unrecognizable. I sat in the rest stop and drank a free cup of hot tea. A funny looking girl came and sat next to me. She was talkative, I still don’t know if I liked that or not. She asked many questions and told me she has a younger brother that she hasn’t seen in a long time. I wonder if that could be me. She doesn’t resemble the girl in the photo much but then again we were young back then. I tuned back in when she asked to sit by me on the bus for the rest of the ride. When we got back on the bus we get a few dirty looks, after all we were testing our time limit.The girl fell asleep on my shoulder, I looked at her for a long time. Could she be my sister?