The Most Important Lessons Of My Life

The military is comprised of leaders and followers: this concept of leadership is the foundation of the military, leaders are the decision makers, and followers carry out their decisions. These decision makers are the role models the followers have a great deal of respect for and should admire. A good leader is decisive, has integrity, and leads by example. Being entrusted to lead, to mold the individuals around you into a cohesive unit is a special opportunity and only a few in respects to the total population are commissioned. General Colin L. Powell stated, “The most important thing I learned is that soldiers watch what their leaders do. You can give them classes and lecture them forever, but it is your personal example they will

I asked my mom “what’s wrong,” she replied with a sorrowful “your Aunt Lisa is in trouble, we must leave now.” The worst part of all of this was my Aunt Lisa’s son was with us, Matthew. He did not know what to think or believe. No one knew the world would slowly start shattering beneath all of us that morning. We drove to her house, we saw ambulances and police cars driving by, that did not help our nerves at all. We finally arrived at her apartment, we never thought all of those emergency vehicles would be going there. My brother and I stay in the car since I was only eight and he was only eleven. My mom and cousin run into the apartment hoping to only find my Aunt had fallen and is unconscious, or she is passed out drunk, just let it be something that is not permanent. What they come to find is that my Aunt is laying on the floor, unconscious, but cold as ice. It was not from someone killing her, or us getting there too late. She had died twenty-four minutes before that phone

Sometimes life lessons are learned the hard way. Unfortunately for me, this is how I learned mine. I do not mean to make this sad and depressing, but this is the truth.

On May 11th 2013, my grandma passed away due to pancreatic cancer. A little later that year on September 25th, my mom received a call from my aunt in Guam that my dad had passed away in his sleep. Then on May 14th 2014, my grandpa passed from complications of an allergic reaction to a medication. So within a year, I was left to deal with three immediate family deaths, one right after another. Losing such important figures in one’s life could leave someone depressed and unmotivated to move on with their own life and to rise above those challenges is difficult, yet possible. During this time of hardship, I grew discouraged and saddened, but over time I became motivated to set aside these struggles and make a change.

Having a close relationship with three of my grandparents, as well as being present during each of their dying processes, has greatly shaped my view of death. Death has a way of causing us to reflect. Death causes each of us to reflect on the life that is ending as we know it, to reflect on our lives and to reflect on the legacy we want to leave behind when it becomes our time. Having the

The death of a loved one is an event that all of us are likely to experience during our lifetimes,

Throughout the momentous storyline of To Kill a Mockingbird, Atticus Finch, father of Scout and her brother Jem, establishes himself as an honorable and eloquent individual. As a result of living a long life with plentiful escapades, he has gained a vast amount of knowledge that is passed on to his children at various points in the story. This makes it a very valuable book that is full of significant life lessons. One of these precious statements is, “You never really know a man until you stand in his shoes and walk around in them.” I find this quote to be accurate, solely for the reason that no human can completely understand and relate to any other unless they have an encounter with the experiences and occurrences that those who are different

Like every summer, me and my four best friends were down by the lake on the family pontoon. I can remember that it was exceptionally hot this day and that we were “melting” so to speak. We were just about to take the boat out when my phone started to ring. Flashing on the screen was my aunts name and number I picked up figuring she just wanted to see what we were up to when on the other end I hear, “Tracy we have to tell her now.” At this point, my heart was pounding. I managed to utter the words “tell me what!” My aunt, with fear in her voice exclaimed, “sissy there has

Death is an ending that everyone has to endure. I was in the concrete operations stage of cognitive development when I have had encountered my papa’s and uncle’s death. Unlike the story when listened to when the young boy was in the pre-operations, I fully understood the concept of death (Hill). When I was in 7th grade, I lost my papa in a week span of developing Emphyasema. When I was that age, I understood that my papa was sick and that his wishes were to never be on life support. My family followed his wishes. I remember there being our priest being there but I was not sure why he would be there since my papa did not believe in going to church. I noticed many relationships among my family change after my papa’s death. I remember seeing how

My father passed away in 1991, two weeks before Christmas. I was 25 at the time but until then I had not grown up. I was still an ignorant youth that only cared about finding the next party. My role model was now gone, forcing me to reevaluate the direction my life was heading. I needed to reexamine some of the lessons he taught me through the years.

The death of a loved one is one of the most challenging events I have had to overcome. The summer of 2014, I was just going into my junior year, was one for the books. It was an absolutely amazing summer. My sister had her first baby in May and we were getting to make his first summer his best, but little did we know it would also be his last. We lost him at the end of July. It was one of the hardest things to cope with. So many unanswered questions still to this day stand.

Throughout our life we will always meet many people that teach us major life lessons,

I enjoyed reading Life Lessons from the Bakery by Laura Bowles. The best part about it was the first paragraph with the detailed description of the bakery. I felt as if I were there by the way she used the senses to depict it. I also really liked the message translated through the story. It gave me inspiration for my essay that is based on a specific location, but has a deeper meaning. If I could change anything it would be to carry the detail through more parts of the essay, such as the end. I thought the writing started out very strong but then died down. It was clear that Bowles' chose the bakery as her pivotal place, not only because she enjoyed working there, but because it changed her personality. Before she was hesitant to make any moves

Though some may say, myself included, that the death of a family member is one of the hardest, toughest, traumatic things to deal with, it also comes with a good side. That good side is that it brings people together to not only mourn over a loss, but to celebrate the life of someone great. One can either sink from a situation like this, or one can rise. I feel like my family and I chose to rise from this. We were all changed in so many ways. My grandma, Veronica, was especially changed the most. She and my granddad did absolutely everything together. They

Have you ever had someone that was close to you die? I have had pets that I was close to die, but not someone I saw on weekly bases, until my great grandfather died. Death is something everyone experiences some time in their lifetime and people deal with it in many different ways. In the August of 2016, I was forced to learn how I was going to learn to deal with it.