“Life will give you whatever experience is most helpful for the evolution of your consciousness”-Eckhart Tolle. In each and everyone's life something has molded them into the person that they've become. Fear in a life changing situation alters your perspective, beliefs and attitude towards the world.
Initially, I'll never forget that day.That March afternoon was bitter cold. The sky was a dull, lifeless gray color. Being seven years old and my typical obnoxious self I barged through the front door coming home from school. I didn't think anything of the fact that my Dad’s car was parked in the driveway. He was suppose to be at work. I threw my backpack on the floor and skipped to the refrigerator for a fruit punch juice box. As I closed the
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They promptly rushed her to surgery and my dad and I were left pacing back and forth anxiously for hours. Everyone immediately thinks the worst in these types of situations. I attempted to shut out those thoughts, but it wasn't working. The same thought kept running around in circles in my brain. Eyes wide with fear, my stomach felt like it was being twisted into a knot. Eventually the doctor walked in with information that we hoped would put an end to the mental and emotional torture of not knowing. The doctor looked exhausted like he hadn't slept in days and had tiny dark circles that hung underneath his eyes. He wore mint green scrubs and glasses too small for his face. Glancing down once more at the x-rays and test results on his clipboard, he got ready to reveal the good and bad news. I thought about how this would be the time that they'd tell us it's no big deal, that we could go home and my mom only had a bad case of the flu. But I knew that was not the case. My Mom had sepsis, a life threatening bacterial infection in the bloodstream. Her organs were slowly deteriorating one by one, starting with her …show more content…
Despite the best efforts of the doctors and nurses nothing was working. All that my Dad and I could do was comfort her, remind her how much we love her and try to make light of the situation. Growing pessimistic and depressed by the situation, I saw no chance of her health improving. To make matters worse my, Mom and Dad knew when and if she got better, they were getting a divorce. One afternoon on one of our many visits to the hospital she asked me to come sit close to her so we could talk.With puffy red eyes, I could easily tell she was crying before we arrived. Both arms and wrists were connected to long plastic tubes and obnoxious machines that would never stop beeping. She seemed so fragile and delicate. She began to tell me how much she loved me and how she knew everything would be alright. In a determined voice she began explaining how she was going to improve. She loathed the idea of being away from us. As much as I wanted to believe it the doctors were telling us