Part 1: Pruning
That reminded me of a situation that occurred at camp the past summer. Now I am a counsellor so I learn more about the campers’ lives in an emotional level. One evening, there was a program where the campers would write to their parents at home, without noticing one of my campers mother’s past away. I decided to approach this eight year old girl and I tried to open myself up to make her feel better. The one thing that I will always remember from this conversation as I told her that I don’t have a mom either she responded by saying “How are you so happy?”; I realized I am talking to an eight year old which is when they should not be worrying about anything however she feels that due to this event in her life she can no longer be happy.
This past summer I was a counsellor at camp. I learnt about the campers and their lives. One evening, there was a program where the campers would write to their parents at home. I decided to approach this eight year old girl who seemed awkward about this situation. She told me “she didn’t have a mom to write home to”. The one thing that I will always remember from this conversation was when I told her that I don’t have a mom she responded by saying “How are you so happy?”
Part Two: End it with Style
The death in the family will trigger many emotions. People say with time things get better but honestly it depends on the person and their support along the way. Having someone taken away from you is the hardest thing to deal with in our lives. I needed to deal with my mom dying at a young age but that was in the past the next thing is to focus in the future and deal with everyday obstacles. Finding a happy place, mine is being camp; doing things you love, mine is playing music; and being there for others in need. I am still a teenager, I need to still grow and even if my mom is not there following and teaching me what to do, I am not alone, it is important to laugh and know you could be happy.
Part Three: The First Sentence
- I wasn’t even there. I was at camp, my happy place, her happy place.
- My mom died while I was with my friends in my favorite place, camp.
- I learned to grow after the traumatic experience.
- I wasn’t with my mom when she died.
- I needed to experience the death of my mother when I was only fourteen years old.