It was a brisk winter day and I had turned fourteen not only a month ago. It was just like any other ‘normal’ day. I had gone to school and went home on the bus, waiting patiently for my eleven year old twin sisters to get home. My mom had a regular checkup at …show more content…
I questioned everything especially my faith. How could my mom, my best friend, be diagnosed with breast cancer when all she has even done is love and care for others? Constant ideas and concerns about my mom and her health ran through my head all day, keeping me up at night with a mind full of thoughts. My biggest fear was that one day I would come home from school and she wouldn’t be there. My perspective on life was changed. I no longer was an innocent child who was sheltered from the bad in life. I learned to appreciate everything especially the small things in life, like getting home from school to find my mom waiting for me, or even being able to get a laugh out of my mom. I knew that I was expected to do a lot more. I slowly started to learn how to help, not only my mom, but also the whole family. I would help my sisters with their homework even if that meant I was up all night doing my own. I came home after school everyday to care for my mom so my dad could have a short break. At a young age I learned how to put others needs before my