What Makes A Moment?

There are many times in our life that shape who we are, most of these “moments” go unnoticed. Things happen and change us in an instant so we often don’t remember these “moments” simply because they do not come across as something memorable. They just happen. If you’re lucky enough, you can remember this defining moment, and be able to reflect on this moment in a time of need, to remind yourself of the long journey that got you where you are at today.

I weaved on the sidewalk, around rocks, sticks and cracks. I exageratted the movement as best I could. I looked up and saw a white camry drive past me, just like mine. I craned my neck to follow it with my eyes. I looked ahead just in time to see my front tire slam into a raised edge of sidewalk. The shock resonated through mine and the bike’s body. And I felt the resistance of peddling disappear and I watched my chain fall off my bike. I began the slow deceleration out of hyperdrive and the world became more and more in focus. I didn’t hit my brakes, and I eventually glided to a slow stop. I closed my eye and took a deep sigh. I looked back at my chain a few hundred feet back laying flat and straight on the ground. And I felt a flash of intesne sadness, that even surprised me a little. But it was soon overcome by a dull and familiar sense of a harsh abusive reality toying with my existence. Chipping away a little here, and a little there,

A moment is defined as a brief period of time. The average lifespan of a person consists of 27,375 days, that is 39,420,000 minutes (Center for Disease Control and Prevention). Within those hundreds of thousands of minutes, humans have the endless opportunity to experience a moment. A significant moment in my life was when I was sexually assaulted seven years ago. For a long time this moment held a negative impact on my life. Nonetheless, this moment is also what taught me how to love myself, forgive and that life keeps going. My sexual assault taught me, one moment will not define the rest of my life.

A moment is defined as a brief period of time. (Merriam Webster) The average lifespan of a person consists of 27,375 days, that is 39,420,000 minutes. Within those hundreds of thousands of minutes humans have the opportunity to experience a moment. These experiences can be either good, bad or neutral. A significant moment in my life was the moment I was sexually assaulted. For a long period of time that experience held a negative impact in my life but also taught me that there are too many ongoing experiences to let one moment define the rest.

I heard myself scream. Crash. Glass from the back window flies forward in slow motion, it looked like snow. Jolted forward, I hit my head and

I disagree with what is being said in this sentence about how moments are not significant. Personally, I think moments are very important and they last in your brain for a very very long time. They don’t just disappear like this sentence is saying. For example, going to college is a moment in your life, and that doesn’t just disappear because it is a significant moment in your life.

“You don’t have time for my yapping? Well, what about this? Do you have time for this?” he asked as he withdrew his ding-a-ling out of his

I’d never thought enough had happened in the sixteen and half years I had been alive for much of anything to pass in front of my eyes during a near death experience. I was wrong. You know those nights when you lie awake in bed and replay interactions long forgotten by everyone but you? You wonder what people thought, what you could have done differently. This experience felt much the same. In your head is all of your missteps and slip-ups, the advice you should have taken but were too stubborn to listen to, the people you’ve let down. It all sprawls out in front of you like a sunset stretching across the horizon as you drive over a big hill.

One day, I was coming to RVCC from my home. I left my home at 6:15am because I had a class at 7:00 am. The weather was foggy and it was raining so much that morning. I was heading toward north to exit 14B. Exit 14B is on the right side if you come from south. So I moved from middle lane to express lane. As I was about to take the exit, one brand new Mercedes- Benz came from all the way left lane to express lane without showing the side light plus he was speeding. He tried to get in front of my car and it hit the passenger side of my car with great force. Since it was raining, my car skidded and hit the side railing of the road, I got really scared and my car’s driver side door was fully damaged and also my left side. Also the car coming behind me tried to pull the break, and he was able to control his car so. I and that guy, who was driving Mercedes- Benz we both stood on the 287, right at the exit. Because there was no other place we can go. I was sitting in the car, for the first 10 minutes, I was so terrified, I felt paralyzed. I did not know what happen, I was breathing very fast because I felt like I was choking. I was crying and all the emotions are just shooting on me. Because this is the first time I have been in the accident, I called the cops and I was more terrified from cops. I did not know, what will cop do and whose fault that would be? I did not know at the time that I was experiencing the biological and physiological underpinnings of trauma.

In an instant the car didn’t stop. Our car was bigger than it so it ricocheted off us. My mom’s car airbags deployed at 400 miles per hour, but my mom put her arm out to stop mine. The doctor said if she hadn’t done that, I would’ve broken a few bones in my face, and maybe my neck. Meanwhile in the other car, he went flying in the other direction, luckily he didn’t have a passenger because the whole side of the car was smashed in. After the airbags deployed, she anticipated hitting the telephone pole. My mom had taken this route to work everyday for 6 years, but she was wrong. We drove straight into the soybean field. My mom couldn’t touch the brake to stop the car so we drove through half of the field before stopping. Splosh, splosh of all the water and mud splashing as we got out of the car. My mom yells my name to make sure I am okay, then we hustled over to the other man’s car.

It seems to me that our most defining moments happen on the most ordinary of days. What starts out as yet another day at the office or at school, can hold some of the most radical changes to our lives, and I think that is part of God’s amazing power and beauty. We could be doing something we had done hundreds of times before, in my case, playing soccer. I took a ball to the upper right side of my face, around my eye, and the events that ensued helped me to realize God’s plans for my future degree path and thus, the rest of my life.

It was sudden. Everything was moving forward in slow motion, as if someone kept pushing the pause button on a T.V. remote. Then the play button was pushed. I hit the seat in front of me and started spinning. Everything stopped and was quiet. The seconds moving along an eternity each time. Knowing that I was just in a car wreck scared me more than I possibly could’ve imagined. The silence was only deepening my worries as my door was opened abruptly. It was my sister, Karolana, who had sat in the passenger seat in front of me. She looked like she was saying something, but she wasn’t talking to me. My heart felt like it was racing one-hundred miles an hour, which didn’t help me in this situation. I wanted to sit down, for the scene to stop spinning,

I was standing in the middle of the road on what turns out to be window tint off a shattered window. Casually watching cars pass by, almost as if I was in some kind of dream. I was seeing what was around me yet nothing was registering in my mind. I had seen three cars scattered across the highway and I had seen that my car was the one sitting in the middle of the road. I had seen the blood and the glass all over my legs yet I still did not know my window was in pieces all over myself and the road. I feel as if I stood there obliviously for hours, little did I know that only a few moments prior is when it had all started.

I panicked and swerved left because if I hadn’t I was going straight off of the road and it was over for me. When I made the turned I was on the left side of the road and tried to get back on my side before I went off the side of the mountain, but I overcorrected and my tired had blew out. I was going off the road and there was nothing I could do at that point. The car was heading straight for a dirt bank and right before they met time seemed to have been put in slow motion. It was like a movie. I remember seeing the bank coming closer and closer and I closed my eyes. Faces of everyone that was important to me popped up. They came up like the faces of those who die in The Hunger Games do. Then every memory I have played like a VHS tape being fast forwarded. At that point I knew it was over for me and I would never see those people again. As soon as the car hit life had pressed play and it was all a blur. I heard glass shattering, metal crunching, and I was absolutely terrified. I opened my eyes when I felt the car stop moving and was hanging upside down. I’ve never been more glad to have my seatbelt on. I was in disbelief, and questioning whether I was really ok or was I so in shock that I didn’t feel anything. My phone was hanging there in my face by the aux cord in my car, so I grabbed it and tried to unbuckle myself. I was shaking and couldn’t get it at first but I calmed down and got it and fell on the room of the

"The best things in life are not things, they are the moments"-picture quotes. Everybody has a moment they are adverse and have a moment they approbation. I have lived long enough to have a congenial moment. I also had arduous moments. The moment that changed my life forever is the time I got into college with minuscule fees. The moment was cogent because it made me cognizant that going to college is possible if you are assiduous.In fact, this is a novelty in the modern world.