Notebooks for Aleigha The time had finally come for me to give birth to my daughter as my husband drove me to the hospital. Up until this point, and through most of the delivery, everything went according to plan. After what seemed like forever my daughter was born and my heart jumped the first time I ever heard her cry. However, I went from ecstatic to terrified in a matter of seconds as the medical team began moving frantically focusing their attention on my baby girl. I laid there helplessly asking everyone, “What is wrong?” Unfortunately, that question fell on deaf ears. My feeling was reassured when I looked over at my husband and saw the same look in his eyes that were in mine; complete fear. Moments after my daughter was born, she was rushed from the room before I ever had a chance to hold her. After the frantic staff carried her out the room, my husband, doctor, and nurse remained with me. I asked the nurse again, “What is wrong?” Finally, the doctor turned to me and said, “There were complications with the amniotic sac. It is likely that your daughter has an infection. She also had a bowel movement, and we fear that she swallowed some of it.” Exhausted and broken down, I sobbed uncontrollably fearing something was wrong. In spite of my family’s best effort, I felt secluded and alone. All I could do is stew in my own thoughts. The next day I was told I could go see her in the NICU. I hurried down the hall and pushed into the room to try to find her. My heart dropped when I saw her in the incubator. She looked so fragile and more important, she looked so alone. I fought the tears of joy for seeing my daughter, and the fear that something was wrong, and I went sat beside her and held her tiny hand for the first time. I then started to pick her up, and then a nurse jolted towards me and said, “No, no! Don’t pick her up!” I then saw all the tubes running out of her small body, and instantly broke down in tears. The next day I was discharged from the hospital and I had to do the hardest thing I could ever imagine; leave the hospital without her. When I got home I sat on my frameless bed and couldn’t help but replay the previous forty eighth hours of my life. Although, I lived on the hopes that all the pain I felt would be eased over time, I needed her to know what I was feeling at this moment. I knew I lost a special bond with her that I could never get back because I wasn’t the first person she saw when she opened her eyes, the first to feed her, burp her, or change her. Because of me losing out on those special moments, I felt like I lost a part of my…
could be things such as freedom, democracy, victory, or independence. I argue that the eye and the pyramid are complex symbols that reflect both negative and positive aspects.
I agree that the pyramids are symbols of hard work, as it takes time and effort to create a master piece. This can be compared to the building of our community and our government. The symbol of the pyramid is also showing that things work hand and hand together because if one brick is out of placed or cracked it will not be a…
goodbye, but careful with hello.
Life is like a hourglass. Eventually everything hits the bottom & we just have to wait for someone to come and turn it around.
Don't leave something good to find better, because once your realize you had the best, the best has found better.
LOVE is like water ♥ we can fall in it, we can drown in it, but we can't live without it.
There are 6,775,235,842 people in the world, why are you letting one of them ruin your life?
Sure, it's nice to trust people, but…
and which skateboard can be good for the person who’s going to use it. The best and nearest place to college you can get a good skateboard from is at the University Dr street in Tempe, I don’t know the place’s name but you can find it easily near K market. When you find it, and get inside, and start looking for a skateboard to buy. Ask the guys who’re working there. They have so much experience and can tell you what’s the best skateboard for you, but remember to tell them that you’re a rookie and why’re…
around it was the first time I tried mushrooms, and ecstasy, at that time I had an easily accessible way to get weed. All I had to do was ask a certain person. The summer after eighth was the first time I attempted to stop through treatment, due to my best friend also getting sent to a treatment program, I felt it was time to stop, even though my parents had no idea I had a problem. After 4 months of sobriety of the summer, I relapsed.
High school started, and so did I again, I picked up my old habits…
whatever you wanted for six months, what would it be? Would you travel around the world? Write a book? Take acting classes? Start now to visualise your dream. It’s the best way to make it happen.
“Every day is my best day; this is my life; I’m not going to have this moment again.” - Bernie Siegel, M.D.
Describe today as if it is the best day of your life. Turn any negatives into positives. You will never have this moment again so write about it with passion. Then take that passion and apply it to…
a client like Steve and having the relationship they had, I believe that the behavior does change with future clients. You become more understanding, compassionate, you want to give it as much as you can so that you know you helped this person the best way you could. You give the client a chance to set their own goals and just be there for them while they achieve them.
Most people you come in contact with do change you depending on the person. Steve was an inspiration. The article made me cry.…
how fast I achieve at my goal is not important.
Before traveling to India, I was a high school student who not only did not have passion about studying, but also did not know why I was studying. So my GPA was 7.0 out of 9, comparing 1.0 is the best. Spending time without any purpose in studying or living life was giving me a lot of stress; I was so negative on every thing, and money was my pursuing value. There, yet, was something that said, “I need or have to change this life myself” in the…
drudgery again. John never hired a man to help him. He
wanted a mortgage-free farm; then a new house and pretty clothes for her.
Sometimes, because with the best of crops it was going to take so long to pay off
anyway, she wondered whether they mightn’t better let the mortgage wait a little.
Before they were worn out, before their best years were gone. It was something of life
she wanted, not just a house and furniture; something of John, not pretty clothes
when she would be too old to wear…
to achieve a goal in life everything seems to be in your favor, not because the world is literally conspiring for you to achieve it but because when a person is fully devoted to achieving something, everything eventually falls in place because no effort goes by unrewarded. I noticed that this quote is repeated in part two of the book and that Santiago had started living by it. Upon reading this passage, I realized that giving up is never a solution to any problem, if Santiago would have given up…
Are not only feel rewarding when you accomplish them
But they can lead to other wonderful gifts.
Through one of my dreams.
Which was to finally to be able to feel true happiness.
Through that one dream I kept fighting for.
I met my three best friends.
At the beginning when I met them we were just strangers.
Of course I did not meet all of them at the same time.
But that doesn’t matter.
My point is
After a while we began to speak more to each other and I trusted them enough to tell…