Everything Happens For A Reason Essay

Week-by-week, day-by-day society crams simple words into my head. "Everything happens for a reason," they say. My parents, grandparents, teachers, friends, and even my siblings have all given me these simple words of advice at one time or another. If asked to count the number of times I 've been told that, "Everything happens for a reason," I 'd be ninety years old and on my death bed before I could finish counting. They think that by simply repeating this phrase I will believe it, but no, I will not ever believe these words. In my head, I constantly reminisce on what Martin Luther King Jr. once said, "If a man hasn 't discovered something that he will die for, he isn 't fit to live." But I ask Mr. Luther, what if that man didn’t have a choice …show more content…
I come home to my father crying. Now let me tell you that my father is the toughest man I have ever met. Before this moment I had never seen him cry. My father would hide his feelings and make sure that we never worried about him. That is why this night was different; he didn’t hold it all back. I ask him what is wrong and he peacefully tells me that my loving uncle has been diagnosed with brain cancer, and not the type of brain cancer that can be cured, but the type of cancer where they gave him six months to live. This was the beginning of what has been some of the worst years of my life. My uncle was a harder and had a passion for life I 'd never seen before. He had the dream to travel the world and strived to be close with God. My uncle fought this disease for about three years, despite the six-months the doctors had originally given him to live. He was courageous and tried every single treatment available. He flew to research institutes in Texas and Philadelphia, volunteering to try all different possible treatment methods. At this same time he dealt with a nasty divorce and losing his children. My father became insanely stressed and overwhelmed with the family business and all that he had to do, as my uncle was no longer able to work. My father took over my uncle 's part of the business, which created much anger and stress within him. This was just the beginning of the …show more content…
I tried to keep a positive mind, but then soon realized that it is going to be another very bad year. It was a September night, and I had come home from school to see my mom in tears. Once again, scared to ask, I say, "What is wrong?" She told me my grandma had a stroke earlier that day. I began to cry. My grandma was the most loving person I had ever met in my entire life. She was simple and traditional. My grandma stayed true to herself no matter how much times had changed, and this is why she was my idol. They say they go in threes, but I didn’t think the third would be my role model and the nicest person I had ever met in my entire life. My grandma survived the stroke, but she lost all ability to move the right side of her body. She lost her voice, and was no longer able to talk or write. They put her in a nursing home and as she went through rehab she seemed to mysteriously pull out of each of the following strokes and sicknesses that she had. She spent four years in a nursing home. She would have weeks of being perfectly fine and then be sent to the hospital the next week, and back to the nursing home the next. There was no happiness, no smile, and no positivity left in her. This year she was sent to the hospital after not doing very well and catching a cold. However, this time was different as she never left the hospital. She was diagnosed with MRSA, a disease practically incurable. To visit her we would have to put