Before my mom died, she was just a neighbor. I’ve always known her. however, we weren't really close. When she found out my mom died she came rushing home from work I had been crying. I told her my sibling's dad's side of the family was trying to take them away. I may have been young, but I knew they were not good people. The police asked my aunt if she would take us in ultimately she refused. Mama deb stepped up that day and didn't think twice about it. The guy she was seeing gave her an ultimatum him or us, she chose us. I know that must of been hard on her because they had been together for a while. Even her job of twenty years let her go because she asked for some time off to get everyone situated. This was a huge transition for her, Mama deb’s children had already graduated college and now she had a two-year-old, a four-year-old, five-year-old and a fifteen-year-old to look after. To make matters worse, she was getting evicted from her apartment because she couldn't pay the rent. I don't know how she handled all of this stress, but she pushed through, she never gave up on us. She eventually found another job, now she has a house that is way bigger and nicer than her old apartment. My little siblings used to act up and never listened to anyone and the baby had nightmares now they are totally different children. We still struggle financially, but, we made beat the storm to see better days. I am so …show more content…
My brother had a full scholarship to the University of North Alabama. My brother always loved football and it was a dream of his to become a professional football player. He had started hanging around the wrong crowd and started getting high all the time. One day they were riding around in the car smoking weed and got pulled over. Within ten minutes he had completely ruined everything he had got going for himself. He lost his football scholarship and getting kicked out of school. Instead of moping around and feeling sorry for himself, he enrolled in a new school. He stopped hanging around all of his old friends. Even though he's not able to play football anymore, he still gets to graduate in December. He has a great job and now his girlfriend is expecting a baby in June. I’m not making excuses for what he did whatsoever, but in my opinion, it takes courage to come back from losing everything and turning your life around. Owning up to your faults is never easy and I respect him for stepping