I believe all things happen for a reason. When I was a senior in high school all I could think about was graduating and going to college. I loved school and my grades were pretty good. This all changed when I found out I was pregnant. One stupid night of partying changed not only my life but my families’ also. I had always heard that you couldn’t get pregnant the first time you had sex, well girls, believe me when I say , you can. I had no ideal how I was going to tell my mother. I knew she was going to be disappointed and heartbroken, but she would be there for me. The only thing Mama wanted from me was to promise her that I would finish school and to get married. Back then when you got pregnant it was expected of you to get married.I had every intention of finishing school, but, I couldn’t handle going to school, sick every morning, clothes to tight, living in a tiny trailer and a marriage that I didn’t want to be in. I wanted to be back home in my pretty bedroom and having my mother taking care of me.
My baby was to be born on May 30th, the same day as graduation and she was. Instead of walking across a stage receiving my diploma, I was in a hospital, screaming with pain, cussing my husband and crying for my mother. Years ago family members, not even your husband was allowed in the delivery room, only the doctor and nurses. I was also wondering how I messed up my life so bad. When the nurse bought me my beautiful baby girl I knew then things happen for a reason.
When my daughter was 6 months old I went to work in a sewing factory where my mom also worked. I was only going to work there for awhile and then go back to school, but I ended up working in a factory till September 2007 . The factory ended up closing down, therefore, the government would pay for a worker to go back to school and you get to draw their unemployment at the same time. This was my opportunity to do what I had promised my mother years ago that I would do, finish school.
On May 30th of this year my daughter turned 38 years old. That day I sat on the couch for three hours thinking back about all the things that had happened since that day. I have been married and divorced twice; I was not able to have anymore children; my mom and dad passed away, and my beautiful daughter has giving me four wonderful and healthy grandchildren, but, the irony of the story is after all these years I;m doing what I promised my Mother I would do; I got my GED and am going to college.
This I believe is why everything happens for a reason.
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