The Struggles In My Life

Achievements of my life is earning my college degree, even though my teen years I’ve lost so much without hope. Starting point of losing my father at an early stage of my life, I was seven years old. However, My mother took care of her three children as if we were still with both parents. I was grateful, But there was nothing that could’ve taking his place. At the age of fourteen, before my eighth grade social and graduation the worse happened my mother died. She was gone forever. She promised me that I will go to my social, and I will graduate and have more graduation. I knew education was important to her, I knew I wanted to become a lawyer or a teacher.

I thought I knew that she would have been in my life forever to see my achievements, to encourage me when times gets rough. See My mother was a warrior, a hard worker, most of all she was the ground underneath my feet. But the day the sickness came the trees shook, and the ground swayed, but at thirteen I let out a cry in this earthquake of sorrow she was my everything. Grief and confusion wedge me into every corner of my universe. Where her bright light once chartered my way, everything went dark. Every family member come in knocking come and take what was ours. We let them have everything they wanted. We always stood tall.

The day her sickness came I slowly started bleeding out. Her stars that once lid my sky went dark. I have two siblings my older sister and my second older brother. By the age of fifteen we were living under the poverty line. My sister took full custody of me in her early age, I appreciated that. We moved to Virginia with her boyfriend. Now, I’m in high school, in Virginia went to Kecoughtan high school. New friends no other family I was doing okay for the most part. A year after I was not myself, I did not want to tell my sister I knew she was going through her problems. Time was rough I couldn’t focus. I tried my best not to show any worries. I kept hearing my mother’s voice asking me to promise her that I will not give up in school. Two years later we left Virginia things weren’t going as planned, moved back to New Jersey to my brother.

Now I’m in East Orange High school, see some of my middle school friends, closer to some family my head was a little clearer. By the age of eighteen I got a job, I worked hard. Low paying jobs, housekeeping, those job inspired me to my determination to continue my education. I got another job where the hours were flexible for to take classes. Come to myself, I remembered my mother used to tell me that. My mother once told me when she was sick. She made me promise that if anything ever happened to her I wouldn’t spend the rest of my life in grief I would eventually come to myself and move on. I was supposed to go to college right after high school I couldn’t do it. Two years after I came to myself went to Essex County college, still with a struggle. I thought I came to myself, but I didn’t. Things got harder financially couldn’t afford to school.