My Goals In Life

At a very young age, my parents divorced. My brother, sister and I moved out of my father 's house and into a small house a couple blocks away. Quickly moving through my past, I moved to an apartment complex and in to a new school district. We were slowly rebuilding our lives. One summer I moved, this time to a newly built house and, once again, a new school. I thought I knew what instability was like, little did I know what was coming. I was sixteen and hungry for what junior year would bring to me. My mother had just been promoted and I had reserved a spot on the football team. Before I knew it, the rug was out from beneath me and I was plopped on my rear end with nothing to rely on beyond myself.
The first weeks of practice were simple: run, lift, run, fight, run, and go home. Every day for seven hours in the hot Texas sun. We would kill our bodies and our coaches would build our minds. Our bodies would take care of themselves and we’d go out and do it again the next day. All of us, beasts in the pits of Hell for weeks on end. One day, it started to rain and rain it did. After a swift jog up to the indoor practice field, we dried off and resumed drills. …show more content…
I have goals for my life that I plan to reach. I couldn’t take another step toward those goals without leaving my anchor behind. While my mom tried to keep our ship afloat, she held me back from reaching my goals. As our relationship deterred, the decision loomed over my head as a possible way out of that life and in to the life I now have. I took that chance and it has only led to success for myself and my mother. I now understand how quickly life can change. One moment you can be on top of the world, going out to eat every night and buying expensive clothes, the next you can’t even afford to live in a house. All of the challenges my household has faced really brought everything into perspective. I can only continue to face the challenges presented to