Unexpected event that Changed my Life
Sometimes things happen in people's lives in which they have no control over. When these things happen I call it experiencing life, and often leaves people muttering the words "Why me." Occasionally these events occur when the actions of someone else's life leads into your own. Other times it could be an act of Mother Nature in which we didn't expect nor control that could change our lives. When these unexpected events occur in our lives the ones who are going to help you through it are your family. Also the best thing to do when these unanticipated events occur is to realize that it won't last forever and learn from the experience after it's over. I was born on the Gila River Indian reservation in Maricopa, Arizona. My father, Michael Anthony Calhone, a street lord otherwise known as a drug dealer for the Crips on the West Side of Phoenix, having been shot six times in a drug deal gone bad, never got a chance to witness my birth; he died at the age of nineteen. By the age of 21, my mother, Ramona Marie Sundust, had seven children. I was the fifth of my mothers seven, having one younger brother, two older brothers, and three older sisters. Trying to take care of her seven children by herself was becoming too tiring and stre
Their house was just about one step up from our south side projects. I believe that the orphanage separating us made each of us stronger emotionally, mentally, and physically. Separating us also made our spiritual bond with one another closer, with or without the presence of our sisters or brothers being there with us. The next morning police found my mother's severely beaten and naked body at the bottom of our project stairway. From that point, you would never see one of us without seeing a brother or a sister following behind. The separation also prepared us for what was going to take place next. We all slept together on the floor of Aunt Marie's second bedroom however my brothers and I would usually wait for our sisters to fall asleep to ensure that they were safe. On Cezar's court date he was found guilty and sentenced to life without the possibility of parole, a term that he is currently serving. I was only three at the time however I remember Cezar very distinctly, he would often come over to our projects to play with me, my brothers and sisters in his bright-colored suits; and to give our mother money. My younger brother Kivus and I were the last to leave the Orphanage but were adopted together by the Bruce family in 1990. When we first arrived at the orphanage two young ladies greeted us, gave us all a tour, telling us what our days would be like, and tried to explain to us about adoption. The night of January 13, 1989 was the last time my mother told Brian to take us down the hall to Danielle's. From this unfortunate incident in my life, I understood at a young age what the true definition of the word family is. My mother's death made my siblings and I realize that all we had in this world was each other and if we did not look out for one another then nobody would.
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