Personal Narrative: Sandra Price

One of the most motivational people I have ever been blessed to have in my life would be Sandra Price, also known as Sandy. When I was in first grade, I remember walking into my Sunday-school class and noticing that there was a new volunteer. At the time I was a very chatty seven year old, who would usually be timed when talking in class because I apparently spoke “too much.” Sandy was an older woman in her early forties who had just began volunteering in the children’s ministry. The class went on, and we eventually split into small-groups to discuss the topic of fear and how to overcome it. Sandy had been asking the rather shy girls what scared them. No one had shared one of their fears, so I volunteered myself first. “While watching my ghost show last night, there was a story about one of the
In 2010 a very close friend and grandmother-like figure of mine had passed away. Sandy and I were extremely close to this woman and the loss of this magnificent woman really set us both back. Through the pain and tears, Sandy taught me that despite the loss of our friend, she wouldn’t have wanted us to be mourning her loss but rejoicing in the fact that she could be with our Heavenly Father. Sandy and I began to take our misfortunes and find something to be positive about. With the positive outlook perspective at our fingertips, Sandy began teaching me that who I was was beautiful. My “old soul” was something unique and nothing to be ashamed about. Even though I struggled relating to kids my age, Sandy makes me feel valued beyond belief. She constantly informs me of how impressed she is with decisions I’ve made, opinions I hold, and values I have. This type of awe for me is something that helps me get through challenging times that involve me questioning who I am, why I do the things I do, and why I care for people so deeply when they don’t necessarily deserve