Sometimes it takes a traumatic experience to bring a family together. There is just something about a disastrous or scary event that makes one want to be with their loved ones. Whether it is a death in the family, an injury, or any other life altering event it is always comforting to have family. Many times people just need an eye-opening event for them to realize what truly matters in life, not the materialistic things, but family. This is what I learned after I went through the traumatic experience of fracturing my arm. That weekend that it happened was my mom 's weekend to have us kids, but I decided to stay with my dad because we had plans that weekend. On Saturday, our church was hosting a daddy daughter day, where we would
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My dad was not in the mood to fight and left to take a breather and went to Walmart. Days later I learned that he had a feeling, or inkling, to bring me with him, but he ignored it. While my dad was away we all went outback to enjoy our beautiful yard. We had a cute little patio with a nice little fireplace, which we often used for marshmallows in the summer, a small box garden where we were trying to grow our own food, a grassy area where we kids tended to spend most of our time playing soccer and other games, and in a corner of the grass was a trampoline with we enjoyed for many years. The trampoline was now off limits because the net was old and had fallen apart. In our cozy little back yard, Sherri worked on her gardening while Ryan and I played catch with a football. And when Sherri went inside, being the little rebel I am, I decided to get on the trampoline while we continued to play catch. I’d just bounce there while Ryan threw the ball to me, then I’d catch it and throw it back. We enjoyed this simple game as we enjoyed many simple games we tended to make up when we were bored and had grown uninterested in all our usual games. One of Ryan’s throws went off to the side. I jumped to catch it and landed hard on the
My dad was not in the mood to fight and left to take a breather and went to Walmart. Days later I learned that he had a feeling, or inkling, to bring me with him, but he ignored it. While my dad was away we all went outback to enjoy our beautiful yard. We had a cute little patio with a nice little fireplace, which we often used for marshmallows in the summer, a small box garden where we were trying to grow our own food, a grassy area where we kids tended to spend most of our time playing soccer and other games, and in a corner of the grass was a trampoline with we enjoyed for many years. The trampoline was now off limits because the net was old and had fallen apart. In our cozy little back yard, Sherri worked on her gardening while Ryan and I played catch with a football. And when Sherri went inside, being the little rebel I am, I decided to get on the trampoline while we continued to play catch. I’d just bounce there while Ryan threw the ball to me, then I’d catch it and throw it back. We enjoyed this simple game as we enjoyed many simple games we tended to make up when we were bored and had grown uninterested in all our usual games. One of Ryan’s throws went off to the side. I jumped to catch it and landed hard on the