It all began on December 10, 1830 in Amherst, Massachusetts. I was said to be a fair, polite, and behaving child, besides the fact that my mother was quite cold. I mostly lived with my intelligent persistent father that single handedly founded Amherst Academy, was your father that innovative? I lived in a non wealthy household that attended a Calvinist church regularly. The lifestyle I lived shaped me into the soft spoken woman I lived to be. When I was younger I was just like every other girl I had plenty of friends with a healthy social life.
I attended Amherst Academy and took a series of strenuous courses that took almost all of my time and energy.When I was thirteen my closest cousin Sophia died of Typhus which brought on a great wave …show more content…
I sent him several of my poems in which he critiqued rather selflessly. I noticed that I had a real passion for poetry I even began to shelter myself in my home just so I could write. By the time I was 35 I had written 1100 concise poems on my feelings like grief, love, and pain. I enjoyed writing because I could express what I was feeling but I didn’t have speak those words to someone else. I didn’t want the publicity or fame I wrote for me. I was diagnosed with uveitis which would explain the great pain in my eye followed by loss of vision and sensitivity to light.I followed my list of strict orders from my doctor saying that I couldn’t read, was to use dim light only, and to only write with a pencil. I was confined to this lifestyle for 2 years which is not only painful physically it hurt me mentally as well.This lifestyle caused me to fear simple things like opening the door to greet someone or visiting my friends and family.
This time in my life was filled with death and misery. My father died while giving a speech to his legislature on a hot afternoon in June, it wasn’t until after we knew it was a stroke.
My mother suffered a massive stroke that paralyzed her left side, she managed to live 7 years after her tragic diagnosis. Last but not least my nephew Thomas Gilbert died at the age of 8 due to typhoid fever. I wore
I attended Amherst Academy and took a series of strenuous courses that took almost all of my time and energy.When I was thirteen my closest cousin Sophia died of Typhus which brought on a great wave …show more content…
I sent him several of my poems in which he critiqued rather selflessly. I noticed that I had a real passion for poetry I even began to shelter myself in my home just so I could write. By the time I was 35 I had written 1100 concise poems on my feelings like grief, love, and pain. I enjoyed writing because I could express what I was feeling but I didn’t have speak those words to someone else. I didn’t want the publicity or fame I wrote for me. I was diagnosed with uveitis which would explain the great pain in my eye followed by loss of vision and sensitivity to light.I followed my list of strict orders from my doctor saying that I couldn’t read, was to use dim light only, and to only write with a pencil. I was confined to this lifestyle for 2 years which is not only painful physically it hurt me mentally as well.This lifestyle caused me to fear simple things like opening the door to greet someone or visiting my friends and family.
This time in my life was filled with death and misery. My father died while giving a speech to his legislature on a hot afternoon in June, it wasn’t until after we knew it was a stroke.
My mother suffered a massive stroke that paralyzed her left side, she managed to live 7 years after her tragic diagnosis. Last but not least my nephew Thomas Gilbert died at the age of 8 due to typhoid fever. I wore