Or something poetic like that.
Life gives you a lot of insane, terrifying, and joyus moments that can help define you as a person. Sometimes your defining moments are pure joy, and other times they're sheer terror. These are three of my defining moments.
Disclaimer: not all of them are happy.
For my first one let's do something lighthearted. I was a three or four year old girl in a store with my mother. My sister was off, doing something, and I was staring at jewelry. We were in a fancy department store that I can't remember the name of, and I was bored with all the clothes and precious stones. My boredom was reaching maximum levels when I heard a scream and giggling. I turned to see a brother chasing his sister around the store. She was laughing as he chased her around the jewelry displays, and he was grinning. Their mother briefly asked them to stop, but they wouldn't. As I watched, something tugged at my heart. I wanted a brother. So, I devised a fool proof plan.
That night, as my parents were chatting, I left my sister alone to watch superman. Then, I marched into the kitchen, crossed my arms, and simply stated, " I want a brother."
My parents blinked, looked at each other, and smiled.
"We'll see what we can do about that. Maybe you'll get a little brother. For now, you should pray about it," She said gently, amusement lining her voice. I was so overcome with joy I started bouncing. I immediately titled my head back and stared up at the ceiling. Any second now, and I would have a brother.
A minute or two passed.
"What are you doing?" My father asked.
"I'm waiting for my brother," I responded, still staring at the sky.
"And you think babies come from ceilings?" My mother questioned. I stopped staring at the ceiling and gave them an odd look.
"No," I said," When you pray for babies, doesn't god send his angels to give you one?"
I can still hear their laughter to this day, but at least I finally got a baby brother.
Life gives you a lot of insane, terrifying, and joyus moments that can help define you as a person. Sometimes your defining moments are pure joy, and other times they're sheer terror. These are three of my defining moments.
Disclaimer: not all of them are happy.
For my first one let's do something lighthearted. I was a three or four year old girl in a store with my mother. My sister was off, doing something, and I was staring at jewelry. We were in a fancy department store that I can't remember the name of, and I was bored with all the clothes and precious stones. My boredom was reaching maximum levels when I heard a scream and giggling. I turned to see a brother chasing his sister around the store. She was laughing as he chased her around the jewelry displays, and he was grinning. Their mother briefly asked them to stop, but they wouldn't. As I watched, something tugged at my heart. I wanted a brother. So, I devised a fool proof plan.
That night, as my parents were chatting, I left my sister alone to watch superman. Then, I marched into the kitchen, crossed my arms, and simply stated, " I want a brother."
My parents blinked, looked at each other, and smiled.
"We'll see what we can do about that. Maybe you'll get a little brother. For now, you should pray about it," She said gently, amusement lining her voice. I was so overcome with joy I started bouncing. I immediately titled my head back and stared up at the ceiling. Any second now, and I would have a brother.
A minute or two passed.
"What are you doing?" My father asked.
"I'm waiting for my brother," I responded, still staring at the sky.
"And you think babies come from ceilings?" My mother questioned. I stopped staring at the ceiling and gave them an odd look.
"No," I said," When you pray for babies, doesn't god send his angels to give you one?"
I can still hear their laughter to this day, but at least I finally got a baby brother.
The girl in the photo above is not me, and the baby is not my brother. This is just an example of how I always hugged and loved on him, he was often annoyed.
For my second defining moment, I'm going to talk about a night that changed my life. It made me realize that people can die, bad things happen, and that not everyone is going to be nice to you.
My dad had cancer a few years back, and he had recently undergone many surgeries. To make a long and traumatizing story short, the doctor had made a mistake with his internal organs. Instead of confessing or fixing the issue, he tried to overdose my dad on drugs.
We went to visit him that night, and lots of secrets I was unaware of were revealed to me. A lot of crying and yelling ensued.
My dad had cancer a few years back, and he had recently undergone many surgeries. To make a long and traumatizing story short, the doctor had made a mistake with his internal organs. Instead of confessing or fixing the issue, he tried to overdose my dad on drugs.
We went to visit him that night, and lots of secrets I was unaware of were revealed to me. A lot of crying and yelling ensued.
For my third and final defining moment I'll tell about the time I stopped being sour.
I got extremely depressed and grumpy during my dad's illness. I was mean, spiteful, and not pleasant to be around. I'm afriad I'd be even worse today, if one flaw hadn't occurred.
In the church kid's meeting, Cathy forgot to plan a lesson. So, she decided to have us bring her problems that she would solve. I was a sour skeptic that she would help me with my emotional issues, but I still reached out to her.
She taught me in thirty minutes what it takes people years to learn. I should be happy, believe the best in people, understand others, and make the best of a bad situation.
Now, going from sour to happy wasn't an overnight change, but her words gave me a push in the right direction.
Thank you Cathy.
I got extremely depressed and grumpy during my dad's illness. I was mean, spiteful, and not pleasant to be around. I'm afriad I'd be even worse today, if one flaw hadn't occurred.
In the church kid's meeting, Cathy forgot to plan a lesson. So, she decided to have us bring her problems that she would solve. I was a sour skeptic that she would help me with my emotional issues, but I still reached out to her.
She taught me in thirty minutes what it takes people years to learn. I should be happy, believe the best in people, understand others, and make the best of a bad situation.
Now, going from sour to happy wasn't an overnight change, but her words gave me a push in the right direction.
Thank you Cathy.