Writing and Being Chapter II Exploration: The River of Your Life :: Journal Writing

Writing and universe Chapter II Exploration The River of Your Life Dear Journal, Ive taken some looks mainstay to early point of my disembodied spirit. I was curious to encounter what got me to this point in my life and what had me turn out to be the person that I am today. I went back as far as my family to see or try to notice certain things or heretoforets that shaped my personality. resembling I said, I went back as far as my birth to figure it out. My birth was most definitely the weirdest thing Ive ever see, and the bruise thing that I probably will ever experience, besides my death, which, so Ive heard, is being born backward. Being born was so weird because it happened by means of a C-section. I was born on January 20, 1982 in a hospital in Chicago Heights, Illinois. I cant remember whether it was night or day. My parents were there, my grandparents were there. It matte weird because I had no idea whatsoever about what was difference on at the time or where I was. I didnt even know what people were at the time, either. I thought the people ceremonial over me were weird objects. Im veritable I was crying exchangeable upset because of all the commotion. Then, I went to sleep later after all that and woke up. I was wondering what happened. I might have been in a incompatible room for all I knew then or all I know now. Everything that went on during the first year or so was weird because I didnt know what I was doing or how I was doing it. Id never experienced it before and didnt know what anything was. From that point on until age ten, about 1992, life was very easy. I didnt have to work for what I wanted, Id still incisively have it given to me, in every place but school. except I was a good student who did the work, I just didnt like to do it. For a few years after my birth, my grandmother helped prepare me while my mother was trying to attain some degree, Masters, Bachelors, Im not sure which. She used to roll me to the park every afternoon in a carriage and always fed