Fourth Blog Post Ever

Part 1

Do you have a specific moment that changed the course of your life? I do. I remember it clearly. I was 17 years old I was riding in the passenger seat of my Dads red Pontiac: Sunfire and we were heading to the mall. My head was leaning on the door as the warm summer breeze blew over my face. The base of hip-hop was playing in the background. The station was probably tuned to WPGJC 95.5, whenever I rode in the car with my dad he usually let me listen to what I want unless he was in a mood. The ride was quiet and he looks over to me and calls my name, “Manda” (My family never called me by my name). I look up to acknowledge him. "I want to tell you something". I resume to look back out the window pretty under interested, but then I caught a glimpse of his expression on his face.  He had this look of regret almost like he had done something wrong. There is a brief pause and he says, “Manda, I want you to know that I am going to die soon.” ​

Thank you for reading, more tomorrow. I'm not a writer, but I believe our most powerful tool is our stories. We should use our stories to help inspire others. You never know how significant your experiences are until you have the opportunity to share them with others.  This is very sensitive subject for me, but it is also the specific moments that made me into the person I am today. Tell me what you think.