My Biggest Problems

My Biggest Problems

When I applied to Georgia Perimeter College last year, I was really under the impression that the easiest part of applying to college would be the actual performance of getting in. The choices required before this feature didn’t occur to me as being of any importance. As this happened, I had been in my bedroom crying and upset for a total of 2 hours before I met a little thing called HOPE, who convinced me that the obstacles itself was probably the easiest part of all this. This word, to whom I honestly thank for lifting me, was a black woman who stands about 5’4 with beautiful brown eyes and shoulder length black silky hair with an amazing smile named Addie.

Addie could have easily passed for my grandmother who was just sitting downstairs on the couch playing a computer game on her laptop. She really favored an heavenly angel from up above, it wasn’t so much her light brown eyes and her pearling white smile, or her medium built body shape, as it was a glow blinding my eyes. Those glowing and shining rays of light were now distorted and disappeared as it turned into glitter as it hit the carpet. The only vague similarity they had in common was the name, smile, and warmness coming off them. As if that wasn’t enough, Addie had a gracious spirit that matches her personality. She also had surprisingly good memory, considering her inceptive vision, toward any thing that I was thinking in my head, that placed it wisely before her purified hands. With sudden confidence and warm security intent, she would answer the question that I had in back of my very mind to the light that could filter through my deepest secrets and fears. Truly, in many respects, Addie was a helpful angel that I was glad to see.

Such an appearance and personality did something to encourage my already low confidence level in my time of need. How was I suppose to get my problems solved through an angel? Addie had demanded that I bring all my problems to the surface. I suppose it worked, because I picked up my phone and called my mother to ask her to send me her 1040 form so I could get financial aid, so that could be the final step to getting accepted in to college. I called her 10 times in one day and there was no answer. I started to give up hope and just dropped down to my knees and started to cry. Then, Addie took her hands and placed them on my face to wipe away my tears and said, Get up child and keep FAITH that everything is going to be okay! Cautiously I reached for her hand so I could pull myself up and hold my head up high. Since Addie could not bare to see me in depression its was killing her inside, by the attacks that I was putting myself through I was pulling her right in with them with my sorrows.

One glance at her made me realize that I was dragging my grandmother right down with me and that just made me want to get what deserved out of life, which were my education and my identity. The following day my mother called me back asking, What do want? so I told her the truth and without and questions she told me yes! The closer I thought I was getting it felt like I was getting pulled away for some reason, more problems after problems. Deciding that I let a problem come in between my family and I was very selfish of me. I guess that reason was for the fact I couldn’t depend on anyone but myself, so I would just cry and mope about my problems not seeing the affects that I brought home everyday.

Doomed for closer Addie was there for me giving me advice and resources that would help me be successful in my life by showing ways to let out my problems through talking, listening to music, writing, and family outings. My angel was like a school instructor, she taught me lessons that I will never in the long run for get. This greatly increased her commitment towards helping other achieved their success through the power of believing and the power of caring for the ones who show that unconditional love towards you. Regardless, of the reasons for my choices, I am my own person and I have my own opinions that I can express through certain things that I believe in. It didn’t take me long to figure out that I wanted more out of life than a low-paying, boring, going-nowhere job. So I talked to an angel who helped me explore some of my interests, and now I am working at Wendy’s. I have tuition grant money instead of going into major debt from student’s loans

It may be obvious to say, but I believe that when my sense of self-esteem grows I feel like I can do anything that I set my mind too. Once I become accustomed to bringing