I remember being a young girl, about age four. I walked down the grassy slope where granite plates lay in the expansive field engraved with names. There was my whole family, gathered around a wooden box situated in front of a statue of Mary. I had no clue why everyone seemed so depressed, the sky was a clear deep blue and the grass was greener than ever. At the time, I thought my family had gathered at a park. It was when I aged that I was able to look back at this memory and realize I was at my dad 's funeral. The most pivotal moment in my life was, indeed, the loss of my dad. Not because I was depressed and missed him, but because the effect it had on my mom and my siblings. Don 't get me wrong, I still miss my dad to this day. I have
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I had been sexually assaulted, physically abused, and verbally abused by the time I had completed high school. All these events lay heavy on me, still haunting me today. When I met my husband, I really began to notice my self-worth. He opened my eyes and helped me heal from my traumatizing childhood and upbringing. I remember in February of 2013, we found out we were going to be parents. Seeing that positive on that pregnancy test made my heart skip a beat; we were elated with joy. Our lives quickly shaped up now that another human being was going to depend on us. On October 31, 2013, I gave birth to handsome boy weighing 7 pounds 7 ounces. I was instantly in love with him, although enduring a troubling labor. However, I was now faced with other haunting thoughts, "What if I end up like my mom? What if my husband dies, and leaves me to raise our son …show more content…
I didn 't want my son 's childhood to be crushed. I want my son to be able to have food available to him, I want my son to be able to do enriching activities I couldn 't do when I was a kid, and I also didn 't want my son to feel inferior around his peers. I remember that feeling, and it was a hard one to cope with. After struggling and overcoming horrible postpartum depression, I returned to school. Quickly, I realized how expensive school is. My husband and I are struggling hard for me to stay in school because we both see the end pay off when I complete my formal education. This award will help me reach my dreams of being the first person in my family to have a college degree, my dreams of being able to empower myself as a woman, and most of all, my dream of making a better life for my son. My son is my driving force behind my struggle to reach the finish line -- my graduation ceremony. I work hard in school, I treat it as my actual job. I 've been accepted into my school 's honors program, I 've joined Phi Theta Kappa, and I am even a student editor for a school magazine. To me, my education is my vessel for living my dream and helping my son live his dreams as
I had been sexually assaulted, physically abused, and verbally abused by the time I had completed high school. All these events lay heavy on me, still haunting me today. When I met my husband, I really began to notice my self-worth. He opened my eyes and helped me heal from my traumatizing childhood and upbringing. I remember in February of 2013, we found out we were going to be parents. Seeing that positive on that pregnancy test made my heart skip a beat; we were elated with joy. Our lives quickly shaped up now that another human being was going to depend on us. On October 31, 2013, I gave birth to handsome boy weighing 7 pounds 7 ounces. I was instantly in love with him, although enduring a troubling labor. However, I was now faced with other haunting thoughts, "What if I end up like my mom? What if my husband dies, and leaves me to raise our son …show more content…
I didn 't want my son 's childhood to be crushed. I want my son to be able to have food available to him, I want my son to be able to do enriching activities I couldn 't do when I was a kid, and I also didn 't want my son to feel inferior around his peers. I remember that feeling, and it was a hard one to cope with. After struggling and overcoming horrible postpartum depression, I returned to school. Quickly, I realized how expensive school is. My husband and I are struggling hard for me to stay in school because we both see the end pay off when I complete my formal education. This award will help me reach my dreams of being the first person in my family to have a college degree, my dreams of being able to empower myself as a woman, and most of all, my dream of making a better life for my son. My son is my driving force behind my struggle to reach the finish line -- my graduation ceremony. I work hard in school, I treat it as my actual job. I 've been accepted into my school 's honors program, I 've joined Phi Theta Kappa, and I am even a student editor for a school magazine. To me, my education is my vessel for living my dream and helping my son live his dreams as