The Importance Of Love In My Life

Sometimes in life, growing up can in fact be difficult. We must face challenges that can sometimes be difficult to overcome, we have to persevere, and overcome the obstacles we have, however when you are born with special needs like Autism, it can be harder to overcome these obstacles. Living in the same household with my brother, Declan O’Neill, who since a young age has had to deal with Autism. Which makes things that is easy for us to do, like talking to people, and socializing, more difficult for him because he is afraid he will be judged.

On a cold weekend day in the middle of December six years ago, my parents sat my brother and me down for a family meeting. I expected to hear exciting news about the upcoming Christmas holiday. Unfortunately, the news was not exciting, and I was anything but prepared to hear it. My parents began by talking about how much they love us and how much we mean to them. I started to get a terrible feeling that the discussion was going to take a turn for the worse, and then came the dreaded word: divorce.

In 2006 my parents had sat my younger brother and I down to talk to us. They looked so serious, my mother was crying and I was scared. They told us they were going to get a divorce. I didn’t understand why because they were happy together and they still loved each other, they even told us that while they were

After I heard the news, I was left open in a dark black endless room, confused, cold and angry. All of my 14 years I never saw anything but parents who loved each other. My preconceived mind could not wrap itself around why this divorce was happening. I felt as if my parents made this large decision out of nowhere, no thought behind it. This decision would affect me for the rest of my life. Before, I couldn 't imagine living in two houses lugging everything back and forth, but now I realize that this is not even a small portion of the effects. It’s one thing to live in two houses, but to come to school everyday and have to mask all of the pain that you have inside is another. Learning how to deal with this was going to be a struggle

When Mikayla told me that my parents may be getting a divorce, I felt as if I was going to throw up. I could not move and all I felt like doing was crying. I knew my parents were unhappy but I never thought it would go this far. My sister and I decided to talk to my mom and dad about it that night. They told us that they were going to get a divorce but that everything would be okay, it will just be a rough patch for a couple years until it is all over. I remember my mom saying, “Don’t think that any of this is because of you guys. When two people don’t love each other anymore, it’s not fair to either of them to stay together”.

I love books because my books love me back . In moments of distress literature guides me. When I am heavy hearted, I turn to my favorite novels, they reassure me that even in the worst situation good fate always wins . When I am lonely, I reacquaint myself with the safe and familiar characters that I have grew to love. When I am happy, I smile because I have lived the lives of warriors, enchantresses, and even the commonday person. Although the emotional connection between literature and myself is imperishable, there was a time in my life when that bond was nonexistent. However, for one to understand the significant impact stories have had on my life, one must know my life. Thus this story begins with my childhood. A conventional upbringing of sorts but of course my childhood doesn't begin with me. It begins with my parents. My parents met each other at high school when they were fourteen years old . Call it destiny, or mere luck, this one cue meet would define their lives for the next twenty two years. My parents fell quickly and passionately in love. Their devotion for one another as an imminent as their fallout, however, we are not there yet. We are at the bittersweet moments of young love. The moments that make one believe in eternity although these moments themselves cease to last just as long. My parents own version of forever welcomed a young little girl named Nicte Impala Perez on March 18th 1998. In that moment, my parents believed that the three of us could defeat

I am a young girl with large dreams. I have high hopes for my future. I am talented, compassionate, and determined. While I can be bossy at times, I work to serve others. I fall, and I have learned how to rise again. I wish to care for those in need. Throughout my life, I have decided to focus on what really matters—love. My family background, extracurricular activities, and issues that I am passionate about have shaped me into who I am and have largely influenced my life aspirations.

When I was in fourth grade I remember sitting in the classroom, making cards for my parents I remember hearing a kid saying what if your parents are divorced? I thought to myself, my parents would never get a divorce, but I was dead wrong. When eighth grade came around it was like any other school year, but my dad would pick us up everyday when I got home, I thought it was just going to be another regular night with my family. My mom came downstairs and said we had to have a family meeting I didn't know what to expect because we never really had them. My parents looked over at us and told us to sit down and listen to what they had to tell us. I could tell by their facial expressions what they had to say wouldn't be that good. I was in total shock when i heard the word divorce come out of my parent's mouth, I knew right then my life would never be the same. My eyes immediately start to tear up I couldn't fight the tears away. In that moment I thought my life was over and there was nothing I could do about it. I had so many questions to ask but I could tell my parents weren't in the mood to answer any. My dad had tears pouring down his face and looked at us and said I love you guys and gave us all a hug. I could tell my mom wasn’t trying to cry, but I knew this wasn’t easy for her either. Three years later a new man would come into my mom's life and I knew this was a huge turning point in my life. My mom said they were just “good friends’’ but I knew the truth. Three years

One day my parents called me into the family room to talk. When I arrived in the family room, my older sister and younger brother were already sitting there, my youngest brother being too little to understand. I already knew the topic of the conversation, even before my parents spoke. We were never called into family discussions unless it was something serious like this was going to be. My father began speaking, he told us that he and my mother could no longer live together. He explained that they have tried for a long time to make it work, but they couldn’t they were now two different people. My father said he would be moving out so my mother could keep the house, but we could come visit him at anytime. My heart began to beat

Amid so much sorrow, how can love and hope endure? That is a big question, and I don’t know the answer, but I do know that love and hope and people can endure a heck-of-a-lot. Through a tumultuous childhood and just fighting to be alive, people can still end up smiling. I know from firsthand experiences.

For my mandala I have chosen the five most important things in my life. My most important being my family. The other four are love, religion, education, and happiness..

As a singer-songwriter, Lana Del Rey, once said, “When someone else’s happiness is your happiness, that is love.” Love and happiness are two qualities that people seek in life; they are correlating factors in people’s lives, like mine, for example. These two qualities are part of the circle of life and many believe that having the two factors in their life will lead to a good life.

Devastated, I ran to my room gushing my eyes out. All these emotions going through my head of how my life would be without my parents in the same room or even house. From what I remember it all started about mid-June, the weeks before that were crucial. My parents would always argue over how to deal with a situation between me and my brother, Skyler. They hardly spoke to one another, but when they did they would just start bickering. I remember, one night after dinner they both went into ''their'' room with the door locked yelling at one another. Skyler and I didn’t know what to do, so we went downstairs and tried to figure out what was going to happen. With a scared tone I asked if mom and dad were going to get a divorce?" He answered back '' No, they love each other, they wouldn’t do that to us." That following night, was a school night everything was quiet except for my crying. I couldn’t sleep; all I was thinking about how it's going to affect my family.

When my parents broke the news to me regarding their divorce, I was crushed. I saw this divorce coming for months on end, but I was still sorrowful about my parents’ split. Their divorce changed my childhood entirely. I no longer saw my father much, and my mother had developed issues with alcohol. At this time of my life, I felt like I was truly alone. I rarely saw my parents, and I felt a sense of abandonment from them. Due to this, I grew resentful and jealous of other children who had loving parents and one household. I could not understand why this happened to my family and how it happened so fast. I was deeply distressed and I had no idea how to fix myself or my family.

I won't forget that time because it was the very first time i ever went onto a ferris wheel and went on a ‘zero-gravity’ ride, though i was terrified on both rides, it was very memorable. I had allot of fun with her and i felt so happy i got to hang out with her and go to a county fair.