I vaguely remember him coming home on afternoons trembling with fear of losing his job. He knew that he was the primary income for our family. He began to stress the importance of a good education because he knew if he had a degree, he would not have to worry as much as he was. After many long months, he finally was given more job security but the damage had already been done. One night about two years ago, my parents were attending a family wedding. As it began to get late, I could not sleep knowing they were not home safe. Many phone calls forwarded to voicemail. Thoughts about the worst possible outcomes would not stay out of my head but I tried to stay positive. Soon my Uncle brought my mother home and she was in tears. I knew the second me and my brother were sat down that something was wrong, they explained to us how my father had suffered a heart attack and was rushed to the emergency room. My father was the backbone for our family, how could this have happened to him. The night consisted of tears and thoughts about all the memories I had shared with him. When the morning came, we rushed to visit him in the Intensive Care Unit after his
I vaguely remember him coming home on afternoons trembling with fear of losing his job. He knew that he was the primary income for our family. He began to stress the importance of a good education because he knew if he had a degree, he would not have to worry as much as he was. After many long months, he finally was given more job security but the damage had already been done. One night about two years ago, my parents were attending a family wedding. As it began to get late, I could not sleep knowing they were not home safe. Many phone calls forwarded to voicemail. Thoughts about the worst possible outcomes would not stay out of my head but I tried to stay positive. Soon my Uncle brought my mother home and she was in tears. I knew the second me and my brother were sat down that something was wrong, they explained to us how my father had suffered a heart attack and was rushed to the emergency room. My father was the backbone for our family, how could this have happened to him. The night consisted of tears and thoughts about all the memories I had shared with him. When the morning came, we rushed to visit him in the Intensive Care Unit after his