A Narrative of my Life by Katherine Lund

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Memoir  |  House: Booksie Classic
wrote it for my freshman college english class

it is in fact, true.

Submitted: November 21, 2010

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Submitted: November 21, 2010

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 Every morning I wake up by saying a prayer. I thank God for another beautiful day. Every morning I wake up as a blessing of the grace of God. Every night I end my day with prayers then slowly drift off to sleep. My life has not always been like this.

This summer was by far, the best summer ever. The summer of 2010 was the summer I turned 18. It was full of going to the beach, relaxing, partying, and spending time with friends. There were bad sides of it too though. My mother and I fought alot and there was usual teenage drama. My relationship with my father did not get any better as I expected it would. I am grateful for what I do have with my parents though. I am definitely blessed to have a mom, a dad, and friends that care about me. Before summer began, I was under alot of stress.

Back in march my ex-boyfriend, my first love, and I had spent some time together and we were trying to make things right. Everything was fine until his bipolar kicked back in. One day for no good reason, he told me he was going to commit suicide. He didn’t want to live anymore. He told me it was my fault but I had done nothing wrong. All I wanted to do was help him and love him. Eventually he had overdosed on pills and I called 911. I was in fear that he would die and that he would harm me as well. When the ambulance arrived he was refusing to go. Pants falling down, screaming, and anger was all involved. He was screaming out to his parents, “Mom! Don’t let them do this to me!” They eventually took him away and got him the proper treatment he needed. Waking up to needles in his skin, draining out all of the pills he had put into his system, he did not even know where he was or what had happened. When he was released from the psychiatric hospital he told me he found God when he was there. If it wasn’t for God I don’t think he would be alive with us today. My prayers for him became more and more each day and night. I truly believe God was watching over him and it wasn’t his time to go. I still pray for him to have more love, peace, and happiness in his life, and I hope one day he accepts it into his heart.

Not too long before the incident with my ex, I was saved. I grew to know God and Jesus Christ. It was still cold out and I was with a group of Filipino women from Tidewater Filipino Christian Church. We all spent the weekend in a campground and by the end of it I came out a whole new person. The Friday night we got there, I didn’t know what to expect. The sky was clear and full of stars. The air was cold and crisp. As I walked into the building I could smell the aroma of freshly cooked Filipino food. That night we ate, then began our encounter with God. As soon as we began I could feel the light of him shining down on me. Laughter, crying, healing, love, peace, happiness, joy, and freedom were shared among us all. Forgiveness was brought into my heart. From then on I was inspired to do better in life and to not be defeated by anything.

Before my encounter with God, my life was a mess. I had been sober for a year in A.A. I was still struggling with my past issues. It was full of tears, abuse, neglect, depression, and unforgiveness. Around age 13, I started to turn to alcohol to numb the pain I held in my heart from all of the abuse I had been put through. The following years, the abuse continued and my consumption of alcohol and drugs increased greatly.

Now that I look back I realize that in the end everything would have been okay. I turned my entire life and soul over to the Lord. I give him all of me. I still make mistakes like everyone else, but I have a new inspiration to make positive choices in life, to change, and to make a difference. Protection will always be there. God will always guide me. I can now depend on one Father, the Lord, to keep me going in life. He takes away all conflict from my past. I am truly thankful to be blessed.


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