This is the story of a little girl who's slowly finding her own little path in the world.
When I was three my dear mother was diagnosed with breast cancer, stage 3 in fact. The doctors told my family she'd live 6 months to a year. But, my mother proved them all wrong and lived nine precious more years. Each day,week,month and year was a gift to our family. Never easy and almost always terrifying, not knowing that perhaps this visit or the next to the doctors may be the last. When she passed in November of 2004 my world shattered, I slipped into manic depression, I became a shell of what I was.
But, after two years of merely living something in me snapped. As if my brain was giving me a back-handed slap and saying' Did Mom just pity herself? Did Mom just sit and bemoan her existence? No! She lived and worked to see you grow up happy, now get to it young lady!' So with much tears and pulling one's self out of the gutter. I got back on track with my life. I figured out what I wanted to do and got to it. I saw my Father struggling to be a good Dad while working full time and told myself I'd never be his burden. That if anything we would pull equal weight in this mess of life. So I became a little adult, I taught myself to cook,clean, and take care of my Daddy. After all, I may have lost a mother, he lost the love of his life. I learned how to live in a world full of pain and hardship. Always searching for the tarnished silver in need of a little shine and loving.
Jumping a head to last year, after long and hard times, my life's become quite amazing. I live in Thailand with my Daddy, we work to help the locals here. Mostly teaching and encouraging those who have gone through tough times. Just last December I took a trip to Indonesia to teach college students how to tackle life. Granted I am younger then most of them, but they still wanted to learn from me. I've been accepted into Le Cordon Bleu culinary school and shall be out living on my own before I'm 18. I've learned to accept that I will always be a little girl who lost her mother, but I can't let that handicap me. I have to let it be a part of my character and to drive me to be all I can be, to make her proud while she looks down from wherever she is. To make her see that even though I didn't have her to help me along she's still a part of me. Watching my mother live to the fullest while dying before my eyes truly taught me something. She taught me never to take life for granted, but to always find the good in things. To cherish what time is given to you. Not to wait for 'The right moment' because, it may never come. But, to just get up each morning and say ' Today I will make someone else smile and feel loved'
Martha McBride:
www.swimmingfrog.blogspot.com
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When I was three my dear mother was diagnosed with breast cancer, stage 3 in fact. The doctors told my family she'd live 6 months to a year. But, my mother proved them all wrong and lived nine precious more years. Each day,week,month and year was a gift to our family. Never easy and almost always terrifying, not knowing that perhaps this visit or the next to the doctors may be the last. When she passed in November of 2004 my world shattered, I slipped into manic depression, I became a shell of what I was.
But, after two years of merely living something in me snapped. As if my brain was giving me a back-handed slap and saying' Did Mom just pity herself? Did Mom just sit and bemoan her existence? No! She lived and worked to see you grow up happy, now get to it young lady!' So with much tears and pulling one's self out of the gutter. I got back on track with my life. I figured out what I wanted to do and got to it. I saw my Father struggling to be a good Dad while working full time and told myself I'd never be his burden. That if anything we would pull equal weight in this mess of life. So I became a little adult, I taught myself to cook,clean, and take care of my Daddy. After all, I may have lost a mother, he lost the love of his life. I learned how to live in a world full of pain and hardship. Always searching for the tarnished silver in need of a little shine and loving.
Jumping a head to last year, after long and hard times, my life's become quite amazing. I live in Thailand with my Daddy, we work to help the locals here. Mostly teaching and encouraging those who have gone through tough times. Just last December I took a trip to Indonesia to teach college students how to tackle life. Granted I am younger then most of them, but they still wanted to learn from me. I've been accepted into Le Cordon Bleu culinary school and shall be out living on my own before I'm 18. I've learned to accept that I will always be a little girl who lost her mother, but I can't let that handicap me. I have to let it be a part of my character and to drive me to be all I can be, to make her proud while she looks down from wherever she is. To make her see that even though I didn't have her to help me along she's still a part of me. Watching my mother live to the fullest while dying before my eyes truly taught me something. She taught me never to take life for granted, but to always find the good in things. To cherish what time is given to you. Not to wait for 'The right moment' because, it may never come. But, to just get up each morning and say ' Today I will make someone else smile and feel loved'
Martha McBride:
www.swimmingfrog.blogspot.com
http://jimmyfund.com/gif/
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