Personal Narrative: Death Of My Mother

Losing someone so close to you can internally and externally break you. One day you could be having a normal conversation with that one person talking about something exciting that happened in your day and the next day, they are gone. I can relate to this to a tee because I have gone through this with my mom. In my freshman year of high school, she got really sick and had a seizure in her sleep. I was the one that had found her and I was the one that called the ambulance. After a week of being on the edge about whether my mom was going to be okay, the doctors told us that she was gone. She had died due to liver failure and the collapsing of her lungs. Witnessing my mom being taken away from me right in front of my eyes and there being nothing …show more content…
I wanted to turn this negative into a growing experience and learn from it. In a way, I could say that I did not want my mom to have died for no reason, so I guess if I can finish my schooling and go on to be an x- ray technician like I hope, she would see that her time here on earth was so impactful to one if not more people. This motivation blossomed from wanting my mom to feel like she made a contribution to this world, or my world, but for me wanting to be educated for myself and my own interest. I feel so accomplished to know that I am on my way to where I want to be. Also, I have noticed that I have grown so much within these four years that I am glad to say I did not let the death of my mom keep me down. What was once a negative is now a positive, I am doing this for myself and for my …show more content…
I could have just as easily taken the wrong route and decided not to have even tried anymore in school at all. I could have had a “what is the point” attitude towards my academics, just because an unfortunate event happened within that time frame and ruined my mindset and everything that was going for me. I would not have studied anymore for my tests or have done daily homework for that matter. Maybe I would have stopped going to class altogether. My grades would have then dropped drastically and I would have had no intention of improving them. That would have ruined my academic career horribly, but I chose not to walk down that path and to go in the other direction, where there was light at the end of that long, dark tunnel. Even more so now, I feel that to take care of oneself, education is key. My mom would tell me that when she was going back to school and displayed it greatly, but I never truly understood how big of a role education plays in your well-being until I made that decision to keep trying. Education opens a lot of doors for you when you are concentrated on your academic success and are doing quite well. You get into a good college and make something of yourself, as well as just feeling good knowing that you are working towards being great. That is exactly what I am working on, then and now, I am taking from the loss of my mom and her encouragement she gave