User:JessicaVibes

Life with no mistakes is impossible. Something my uncle told me was that " As us human beings we are imperfect, he told me it is okay to make mistakes. Yet on the other hand there are people out there who expect me to be smart and perfect. Perfect is not who I want to be, I am proud to being imperfect, I want to be dumb not smart. It is my choice in deciding who and what I will make of myself. I am 17 years old living in somerton, az. I used to live in san diego, ca but due to family choices we moved to arizona for buisness. We as a family thought we were going to make a change in our life, we were a family of six living in a house that we payed rent to live in, our rent was about $1,800. My dad would work open close at a liquor store, work his ass off and not get paid the right amount that he is working so hard for. Anyways as I was saying we moved to the most terrible and boring state and city. We THOUGHT we were gonna make a difference but everything turned out to be the same, not the exact same but rent was cheaper, yes. During the three years we lived there, we lost two very special people from our lives. July 8, 2016 I lost my grandpa, he was a father, husband, and of course a grandpa. He was a very special and amazing person, everyone he new and met or should I say everyone that was around him he would always make them laugh, he would turn a frown to a smile, he would take the pain you have and give you roses. What can I say about him, he was everything you would want in a person. September 8, 2017 I lost my uncle, I barely hung out with him but there was still pain that i had from losing him, he helped everyone who needed help, even if they didn't, he world ask them if they needed help. He was a father, grandpa, and of course he was an uncle. Going to his funeral was so depressing cause everywhere you'd look you would see people hitting themselves and crying so hard, it was heart breaking. I would say there were about 600 people at his funeral. It was so hard holding in the tears when all you saw everyone do was yell, cry, and hit themselves from how sad they were. One thing I learned from losing my grandpa and uncle was that " you never know the value of some one, until you lose them." I have created a song for the both of them called "Days When." That song means so much to me, not only because I wrote it, but because I made it for 2 amazing and special people. Always remembering when my grandpa would come to pick me and my 3 siblings up from school, he would bring a candy called "Juicy Drop Pop." The most precious times of my life were the ones I spent with my grandpa named "Sawoo." Well that is it for me today, I will write more of my life to you all soon! Have an amazing and blessed day!