My Last Memory Essay

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Last Memory My last memory of my father is when he took me and my brother out for the whole day; I can remember it as if it was yesterday. I was four at that time and it was a beautiful summers day. The birds were chirping, squirrels were playing and climbing up the tree, and it was good weather to be outside. My mom woke me up around eight o’clock because my father was supposed to be at the house in half an hour. So I woke up with a smile on my face and went to the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth. While I was in the bathroom, my mom decided to make my brother and I some breakfast. She made a tower of pancakes that were so fluffy, the bacon was so crisp and good, and eggs that were so golden. After breakfast my mom helped me into …show more content…
I don’t believe that we can work through our differences and that we can not relate to one another like he can with Terrell. I noticed that I have pushed away for my father more than usual because I don’t return his calls nor do I talk to him any more. Ever since I was little I always was depressed on the inside and have a happy expression on my face on the outside. As I grew up I was lost to the world and I felt like I needed someone to rescue me from the depths of despair, but what I really needed was clarity. I needed some answers from my father in order for me to move on from my life. As I got to know my father again I came the conclusion that he cared for me, but we do not have a foundation in our relationship and that is the reason why it is so hard for us to get close. Now I sympathize for my father because he feel lost like I am, probably even more lost. We are both damaged goods that need to work through their issues. From this day one I refuse to be depressed anymore, I want to live life to the fullest and to me truly happy on the inside and I can’t be happy if my father is still in the picture. In order for me to achieve true happiness I need to work on myself, than, once I fix myself, I might try to rebuild my relationship with my father once

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