Essay About First Year Of Trading Classrooms And School Life

Life Lessons
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Sometimes it takes a big event in life to open your eyes and see that your life isnt as bad as you
may have thought it was or you may think you need to make some changes in your own life. While
looking back on my life, I recognize one event that made me realize I really needed to change my
relationship with my parents. In the year 2003, my father was diagnosed with lymphoma, a type of
cancer in the neck, that really affected my family, but more than anything it affected me. Since my
father was diagnosed, my life has changed dramatically in the last seven years.
Before my father had cancer, my life wasnt terrible, but it was definitely not where I wanted it
to be. I was ten years old and I was just going into fifth grade, which was not easy because that was my
first year of trading classrooms and having lockers. At age ten, my personal life was chaotic, with afterschool
activities and just being a child taking up most of my afternoon time, I rarely had the time to sit
down and talk to my parents about school life. With school and other activities consuming most of my
time, my relationship with my parents wasnt as strong as it should have been. My father and I had a
better relationship than my mom and I, but I still didnt spend a lot of time with my dad like I should
have. I wasnt a “bad” kid, but I knew that I needed to change something in my life so I could have that
special relationship with my parents, but at that point I was ten and really didnt care much about
changing that.
Going to church to worship God every Sunday was just another one of those routines my family
had. I have always grown up attending church every Sunday and then normally going to some kind of
youth event that night that my parents held for 7-12th graders. I loved attending those events every
week, but it was just one of those things that I knew I had to go to if I liked it or not. It was an obligation,
not a thrill. As a child, we were taught that we need God in our hearts in order to be able to go to
heaven when we die. We were also taught that when we ask forgiveness He takes away all of our sins,
which was an amazing feeling because I was only a child and loved to lie; so knowing that God loved me
every waking moment kind of shocked me. But I was just a child and would only be shocked by
something like that for a short period of time. In general, all of this “not caring stuff” caught up to me
and two weeks before Christmas is when I felt like I had just run into a brick wall. Right then and there I
realized that spending time with my family was something I should do every day and attending church
shouldnt just be a routine I do every Sunday, it should be something I enjoy to do and look forward to
doing with my family. Getting those test results back was the worst feeling I had ever had and the only
thing going through my head was, “why my dad?”
Christmas was not very easy that year, my dad had just gotten