Personal Narrative: How My Mom Changed My Life

My mother was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis at the age of 40, when I was in preschool. With very few memories prior to her diagnosis, living with MS was quite simply a fact of life. A single parent who was singularly dedicated to her three daughters, my mother trudged unwaveringly through all the symptoms, complications, and limitations her disease inflicted on her. For the most part she suffered in silence, her disease progression so slow and gradual that it was nearly imperceptible to us. She was our family’s rock, her faith in God strengthening her resolve to give us as normal a childhood as possible considering the situation. A sudden escalation of her symptoms when I was eleven altered our lives. Over the course of two months she lost

Lions, and impala, and buffalo, oh my! While on safari in Africa, novice hunter Francis Macomber embodies the cowardice within mankind, on the other hand his professional guide, Robert Wilson, represents a force of masculinity. Such character foils are especially prevalent when Macomber chooses to flee when coming face to face with a lion, while Wilson chooses to stand his ground and fight. Thus in Ernest Hemingway's “The Short Happy Life of Francis Macomber”, the notion that everybody is afraid of something, but not everybody is a coward is highlighted through the thoughts, appearance, and actions of the two main male characters.

I started the rough draft for my book, and I knew I had to practice my handwriting. Mrs. Cox thought it would be more authentic and interesting if our books were hand-drawn and hand-written, so I had to make sure that my writing was impeccable (and, preferably, better than every other kid’s who was doing this). I didn’t spend too much time on my art during the rough draft process; I knew I wasn’t an artist, and I wasn’t planning on frustrating myself for hours on end because I couldn’t get the hand or the foot “just

As she walked away with the check and cash the phone buzzed, reading the message he smiled. Looking at her she didn't come across as someone sick, though you could never tell just by looking if someone was terminally ill. Often it was something inside, that ate away, only apparent at the end. A finger on his lips as he watched her open up the antique cash register and count out his change, which he did not want. For a moment he wondered, could he do it? Would it be worth it? She wasn't gorgeous, women like that only plan their own demise in the movies. No one in real life does it, and a gorgeous woman that a man instantly falls in love with, no one would do it. Or a madman.

Becoming a mother changed my life in a very profound way. Due to my own upbringing, I was

I believe that becoming a mother has made me a better person.Before I became a mother, the entire universe revolved around my needs and my needs only. I was the first born to my mother and the first granddaughter to my grandmother. I could do no harm. I was the golden child. Everything I could ever want or need was given to me with no hesitation. I never went without anything. To be honest, I was a brat. Before I became a mother, I didn’t know life in the slow lane. I lived my life in the Fastlane.I never worried about anyone else’sneeds but my own. I answered to no one. Before I became a mother, I felt as though there was no purposeto life. I felt like I had been just going with the motions. I felt as though I was watching everything pass by and I was standing still.

I come from a fairly average family. Fortunately, I reside in a suburb of Round Rock in a fairly wealthy neighborhood. Both of my parents have college degress with my father having graduated from A&M Corpus Christi and mother from UT Austin. They are employed and have well-paying jobs and are able to provide a great deal of things to me. From this, I have had not to sustain any job aside of just doing my one job: performing well academically. While my life may not seem extraordinary by any stretch of the imagination, it is the one person in my life who has helped me have such privileges, my mother.

On November 9, 2009 Major Nidal Malik Hasan a military psychiatrist opened fire at the Fort hood military base near Killeen Texas where he killed 12 people and left 31 wounded, for which he was sentenced to death. The capital punishment system allows for such atrocious criminals to be fairly punished and kept off the streets thus giving families of the victims much needed closure .Capital punishment is the lawful infliction of death as punishment for a crime. The death penalty has been around since the existence of man if you killed someone you would be killed. Capital punishments were also the penalty for many crimes in the British colonies before the enacting of the declaration of the independence. There are currently thirty-two states that have a form of the death penalty in operation. While capital punishment is a deterrent of crime it also effectively lowers taxes and keeps dangerous criminals of the street.

According to, The University of La Verne fifty percent of all college students go in to careers that does not fit their degree chose. Though the numbers may have been different from when my mother went to college, but people have been changing their minds about their future since the beginning.

This all started when my mom started telling me about how hard her life was and that I had it easy. Well I didn’t exactly agree with that statement so I said something. I stated that she wouldn’t last a single day in my shoes so that is where she got mad and went to her bedroom.

She would try to get lost. It was the eighties and we had no cell phones or GPS. But, we had a car, and she said we were free with a car. She drove down all the little roads, but we were never really lost because we were never really scared and all roads lead somewhere.

Just recently, my mom had developed an interest in Colorado because she was sick of being in Streator and wanted to move far enough away from here that she could do things on her own. My mom found a place to go and she was excited about leaving. My mom is a grown woman and can make her own decisions but she never asked the rest of the family how they felt about the move. When my uncle Jason and the rest of us found out that she was moving, we had all got emotional and upset, no one wanted her to go. Due to mine and my mom’s relationship, we weren’t very close so the greatest toll on me was losing my little sister Jenessa. I knew none of us could change my mom’s mind no matter the amount of persuasion we presented, she had her decision made

It was a good story, but that night I was scared shitless that he might die and his collapse made me think how my parents might feel if I died.

The book of Deuteronomy is the fifth book of the Christian and Jewish Bible and the final book of the Pentateuch. Deuteronomy 5: 1-21 begins with Moses summoning all of Israel and declaring the Ten Commandments to the people of the land. The analysis of historical context, literary techniques and the reader’s response to this passage, empowers the readers to appreciate the purpose of the passage.

Deep blue water surrounding all around me. My lungs were filling up with water when this lady grabbed me out of the lake. As i'm gasping for air i see my nine month pregnant mom