The Importance Of My Family

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I lived in a small, slow and steady town called Bowral. I consider myself to be a part of a typical well-structured family type. I lived with my two loving parents and a younger sister, Mia who I adored. It was in May 2012 when my innocence was lost and I was introduced into the harsh realities of the world. It was the day my dad told me that he had been diagnosed with cancer. It was from this moment forward that I would experience pain that I had never felt before. I was only 15 at the time, I was confused and I had all these unanswered questions; what did this mean? Would he be okay? What is leukaemia?
I visited the hospital regularly and this was very overwhelming, although I kept this opinion to myself, as it meant that I got to see my
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I would box up all of my emotions so that my sister could rely on me and this somewhat helped me get through my dad’s treatment. I also became very mature within the two years of all this chaos and I believed that I grew up faster than a kid my age should have. I felt the need to protect Mia and shelter her from this cruel new world. This sometimes became very difficult to do and put a huge amount of obligation on my shoulders. I had my own worries and thoughts to process also. Thankfully, my boyfriend made life easier as he was my rock and support person. He was always there when I needed …show more content…
I was 17 years old and just about to start my HSC. I was full of grief and felt as if I would never breathe again. But I did and as I found out, life goes on. I can honestly say that at the age of 17 I really knew my dad and I’m not sure if this made the grieving worse or better. Either way he was still gone.
I channelled my grief into getting into Wollongong University to pursue my dream of being a Primary school teacher. I felt trapped in this town and I was ready for the next step in my life. Although I didn’t get the mark I was aiming for, perhaps due to my heart still grieving and my head being elsewhere, I did manage to get into a social science course. This would allow me into a pathway into my dream course. I moved to Wollongong and got a place at Campus East, where I began to start a new chapter in my life, knowing that my dad will always be in my heart.
From this unfortunate experience I have learnt a valuable lesson that life is short and that people must embrace what they have in front of them. I have learnt that it is okay to seek help and that having someone to lean on does not make you weak. Also I have learnt that life must go on and dreams are out their ready to be

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