Personal Narrative: My Life As A Child In California

My life as a child in California was a rough one and I remember it well despite being so young. My mother gave birth to me when she was 19 and my biological father died shortly after. I was raised primarily by my grandparents as my mother was incapable of caring for me. She turned her life around when she married but more problems arose further along in time. Quarrels between my parents became frequent, and they decided to move our family away from everything we had known to start anew elsewhere. When we left California, no one in our family was informed. My parents gathered everything of importance in our small home, and we left that night for Missouri never to return. My great grandmother lived in Missouri and our family moved in with her
I’ve learned how to be patient and persevere through tough situations. I’ve increased my problem solving skills through resolving quarrels, and learned to look at every side during a disagreement. I have an outlook I wouldn't have had if things had been different, and the life skills I’ve acquired are uncountable. I have learned so much about myself and what I’m capable of, and I’ve only just realized how much these events have broadened me as a person. I used to believe I’d be behind because of my situation, but now I feel ahead and prepared to face anything. Being who my siblings have always leaned and depended on has led me to realize what I want to do with my life and fueled my passion. I’m thankful for everything I’ve experienced and learned in my life thus far, but I can’t wait to start the next chapter. I know I can persevere through anything, and I will boldly face each challenge that comes my way until I achieve all my goals. One day I hope to be in pediatrics where I can impact the lives of children