daniel greene
As a student, the first year of my studies was the worst one I have ever had. There were many reasons for this, and one was that when it came to my classes, there was a lot more than one choice to choose from. One class really affected my feelings, because that time, having two choices made me feel like I could not concentrate on anything else besides studying. In one class we were called “students’’, but in another class, we were called “students.” The first day of classes taught me how much I wanted to come home, but then it made me realize that if everyone was to help me with my homework assignments, at least I could concentrate on what I was studying. Not only this, but one of the most important things that made everything worse was the fact that my father did not want me to go. He told me it would be easier if he did not give me any freedom. He said I did not need an allowance, which only got worse and worse as the school season continued to roll around. This made me lose hope completely in the second half of the semester, so I had no reason to continue studying anymore. When spring break rolled around, I was able to get away for the semester, but it felt as though I had been cheated out of the chance to try again. My mind had finally made up its mind and decided to take my hopes out of college. That semester started off with a whimper and ended with a bang. While living with Mr. Lacey, who had moved in next door to me, the third week we spent together only seemed to take me deeper into his world, and it made me grow even closer to him. Being forced to spend every minute with him gave a sense of security, because he never did anything without saying yes to me first. Everything that I thought about doing, he put down on the table right before my eyes. We started working on projects in our garden, and his love for gardening helped me get used to life without Mr. Leeley to remind me of how much I wanted to do it. It would be over five until seven in the morning, but I would have myself an hour of uninterrupted sleeping space. Once we got more done, then we needed to get the rest of the paper cutout ready so I could write my essay. By the time I arrived at work, I began writing, taking all the time possible to complete. And by three o’clock, it was almost time to go. Our last meeting took place around six in the afternoon, and once upon a time, I would have to say something about what I was planning. So instead, I just started talking about my mother being gone. She had been sick for a few days and died earlier in the week. Without anyone to share her stories with, she told me she could not believe how lonely she felt at times. Her death left us with nothing. Now after she is gone, nothing will feel normal, but still, I can at least make it through everyday with just enough time to finish reading my book.
My dad had passed away five years ago, and while he did not go into too much detail about why, yet, he does go into a bit about how that day has changed his life forever. To start off with, he is now a better man, because he has learnt some lessons and people who were worth learning from. Even though he never knew me very well, he always called and asked questions about school. My teachers always had good advice and advice on doing what you could to improve yourself. Because of this advice, he believes he is now able to pass on his knowledge more freely. I think of him as a family guy, because of that, it never fails to get a little annoying listening to other people talk. But I know he means well, but sometimes it happens. He seems as though he loves you and misses his children, so I have no problem letting you talk about your friends, even if they have bad grades. Of course, I must also listen to you talk about people who are going through rough times. A lot of them are parents and I just hear their stories of how they are managing to survive and even thrive on their own. If there is a baby on the way, there is a house on the way, or if there is something that you need to tell someone, you get the opportunity. I can learn a valuable lesson from them just like I learned from my dad. Maybe, after all is said and done, my dad and I may end up making a couple decisions that might change our lives forever, even if neither of us wanted to. No matter what happens, I know I can always count on you both.
I’m sure every parent has a similar life story and worries every day. Well, we never have to worry about anything because each parent faces whatever they may have to face. For Mommy, my dad and I, we have always been able to turn to each other for support. During the summer months, we take turns staying with each other while Dad goes to work. Sometimes, we go on field trips so my mom can see us. Sometimes, because of weather conditions, we decide to sleep with him and stay at home by ourselves. Just like our mothers, fathers pass away too, so their deaths leave a void in their children’s lives, but the parents of those kids don’t care much at all because they know that they will find someone again and their kids will be fine. After all, they were raised to trust and love their fathers and that is what they were meant to do. They always did their best while doing their part so well, and now it’s time for them to relax, do whatever they prefer and live on their own with whoever they please. I do my best to do my part, but at the same time, I am grateful for my daddy. I know he will always be here, cheering me on and reminding me of how far I have come towards achieving something great. Whether it’s my career, or whether it’s my relationship with my sisters or brothers, he wants to see this for me. He may not be physically present, but he’ll always remember my smile. He’ll always wonder why I don't need an actual man. His advice, while helpful, doesn’t seem wise at all. At least, his suggestions seem sound because he knows me and understands me. He knows I’ve struggled with depression and anxiety, so he knows what it feels like. He has given me the extra confidence I need to face my fears. That is what makes him such a worthy person to follow, but at the same time, I’m terrified, because he doesn’t see it as my weakness at all. So I’ll remain in the shadow of my father, waiting to return to reality soon and help me get through these hard times.
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