My defining moment was when I was first hunting and first killed a bird...
My defining moment is actually when my father passed away when I was 10 years old. He passed away in February of 2010. Early in December of 2009, he felt sick and was not able to go to work for awhile. Almost right after Christmas, he was diagnosed with a brain tumor near his brain stem. He had a history with brain tumors before, as he did have one in late 2002 going into 2003. With some operation, the surgeons were able to remove the tumor. Besides the fact that the use of his right side was limited because of the operation, he seemed to be fine and normal.
Back to the topic at hand, my dad went to the hospital and got radiation and other treatments. In mid-January of 2010, the doctors announced that the tumor was near his brain stem and that they couldn’t operate on it and it was too far gone for other cancer treatments. Basically, we learned that he was going to die. From then on, my grandparents took care of me for awhile and my mom moved into the hospital to be with my dad all the time.
As time went on and my dad’s health deteriorated as the tumor grew to affect more parts of his brain, it was harder and harder to see him in the hospital. Eventually, he could barely move and talk. By mid February, his time had come and God took him away. After this, my mom went back to live with my brother and I and life did become hard.
After all the chaos of the event blew over, the funeral was held, and life was as normal as it could be, it was hard for me to live without my dad. To distract ourselves from what was going on, my mom took us to our first trip to Florida, which was a great time. When we got back, our family was always busy doing things. Because of this, our dog was always locked up in his crate, so we decided that the best thing for him was to give him away to a family who could spend more time with him and be around more. This was also hard for me and difficult to deal with.
Eventually, with some counselling sessions, prayer (I am a Christian, so reading the Bible and praying did give me some comfort) and time, I sort of accepted what had happened and let it just be a part of me. Later, my mom met a new husband. It was hard to move on and have another guy be in the role of my dad, but eventually I got used to it. I never let him replace my old dad, but in a way, saw it as a new part of my life.This defines me because it gave me a new look on life and how precious and volatile it is and made me appreciate it much more, seeing as how it could be taken away so quickly. This also changed my personality and it felt like I had been through a lot of stuff that matured me and changed me from a naïve little kid to a more mature person with a deeper understanding of life. I still kept a sense of humor, as you can probably all see in class sometimes, but I felt as if I could be much more serious about things when needed.