SusanJillParker
I'm 100% woman
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Forgive me for intruding by being so personal but...
I'm just curious about your lives so that I can make sense of my life.
What was the worst thing that happened to you in your life?
What was the best thing that happened to you in your life?
What was the one thing that defines you and that tells everyone who you?
A friend of mine living in San Diego left the US to take a big job as an oil executive in Dubai. She was so happy. She was so stunningly beautiful. Tall, dark skinned with blue black hair and big brown eyes, along with a sexy, shapely body, she could have been a movie star.
She had everything. Money. A good job, a beautiful house and a luxury car, both provided by her company. She had a great future and was hoping to marry her boyfriend.
Then, after returning home to visit, in a blink of an eye, she was in a motorcycle accident. She had gone to England with her boyfriend see her son graduate from Oxford. To have that kind of joy come crashing down in such sorrow makes me realize, here today and gone tomorrow.
The driver of the bike, her boyfriend, was killed and she suffered severe burns on the right side of her face, deep lacerations, and scraps from sliding along the pavement that resulted in her losing her right breast. With her losing so very much blood, I don't know how she survived.
Two years later, she's nearly full recovered physically. Thank god. Only, she'll never fully recover mentally and emotionally.
In writing to her, expecting her to write something depressingly disheartening, instead she wrote something profound. She wrote her resolve to live, to survive, and to flourish is what defines her. Her inner fortitude is what gave her the will to recover her spirit after the horrific accident. I never met anyone like her, a woman born in this country with the courage to leave everything behind to take a job in Dubai. How many women would do that?
Unfortunately for me, I have more bad things that happened to me than good things but one of the worst thing and one near the top of the list is dropping out of high school. It was as if I had a loser sign forever imprinted on my forehead. If that wasn't one of my defining moments, I don't know what was.
I've had a lot of good things happen to me too, such as getting married which resulted in one of the worst things in getting divorced. Yet graduating college was one of the best things in my life. I was so proud of myself. I was so happy.
My defining moment was forced upon me. Out of work with no jobs available and home collecting unemployment, I finally had the time to do what I loved to do. I was finally writing again after not writing a thing for years. It was then that I realized that I hated business. I hated managing someone else's money. I hated accounting.
I loved writing. I wanted to be a writer. I wanted to write.
I'm just curious about your lives so that I can make sense of my life.
What was the worst thing that happened to you in your life?
What was the best thing that happened to you in your life?
What was the one thing that defines you and that tells everyone who you?
A friend of mine living in San Diego left the US to take a big job as an oil executive in Dubai. She was so happy. She was so stunningly beautiful. Tall, dark skinned with blue black hair and big brown eyes, along with a sexy, shapely body, she could have been a movie star.
She had everything. Money. A good job, a beautiful house and a luxury car, both provided by her company. She had a great future and was hoping to marry her boyfriend.
Then, after returning home to visit, in a blink of an eye, she was in a motorcycle accident. She had gone to England with her boyfriend see her son graduate from Oxford. To have that kind of joy come crashing down in such sorrow makes me realize, here today and gone tomorrow.
The driver of the bike, her boyfriend, was killed and she suffered severe burns on the right side of her face, deep lacerations, and scraps from sliding along the pavement that resulted in her losing her right breast. With her losing so very much blood, I don't know how she survived.
Two years later, she's nearly full recovered physically. Thank god. Only, she'll never fully recover mentally and emotionally.
In writing to her, expecting her to write something depressingly disheartening, instead she wrote something profound. She wrote her resolve to live, to survive, and to flourish is what defines her. Her inner fortitude is what gave her the will to recover her spirit after the horrific accident. I never met anyone like her, a woman born in this country with the courage to leave everything behind to take a job in Dubai. How many women would do that?
Unfortunately for me, I have more bad things that happened to me than good things but one of the worst thing and one near the top of the list is dropping out of high school. It was as if I had a loser sign forever imprinted on my forehead. If that wasn't one of my defining moments, I don't know what was.
I've had a lot of good things happen to me too, such as getting married which resulted in one of the worst things in getting divorced. Yet graduating college was one of the best things in my life. I was so proud of myself. I was so happy.
My defining moment was forced upon me. Out of work with no jobs available and home collecting unemployment, I finally had the time to do what I loved to do. I was finally writing again after not writing a thing for years. It was then that I realized that I hated business. I hated managing someone else's money. I hated accounting.
I loved writing. I wanted to be a writer. I wanted to write.
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