Worst Day Of Your Life.

It was a Friday. I was living in Colorado with my then girlfriend when I got a call from my sister who seemed agitated. She quietly informed me that she had just learned my mother had been diagnosed with Stage IV breast cancer.

Not knowing a thing about it, I hoped that the 4th stage was on a 10-stage scale. Sadly, after we both researched it, we learned that it was the most severe stage - meaning the cancer had spread to other organs (in my mom's case - the liver.)

This was compounded when my Dad didn't call me all weekend to talk about it (they had been divorced for 5 years... but c'mon!)

Monday came. I was walking into my apartment with groceries when my sister called again.

"You'll never believe it, but Dad just had a heart attack. I don't know anything about it, but I'll let you know."

I started to book flights back East to visit them, but about an hour later, my Mom called. All she said was, "Is Jessie (my gf) with you?"

I didn't let her finish. I knew. (see more)

the day my fiancee left for Iraq. Its hard to explain whats its like to drop someone off at the airport and walk away knowing that may have been the last time you will see them.

Lucky for me.. hes home now but i will never forget that feeling. (see more)

2 days ago my grandfather was lying in bed and he started to moan, my grandmother when to check on him and found him to be falling out of his bed and barely breathing. My grandmother called the ambulence and they took him to the hospital. He was there a day on life support in intensive care. He went to another city the next day
to have a pacemaker put in because his breathing was slowed. He came back to my city on Wednesday, but I had to go to my fathers so I did not get to go see him. Today is Thursday, and I waited all day to see my grandfather, but when I got there he was barely concious and he was having an extremely hard time breathing. I was with my mother and she could not bare to see him like he was and so she was crying a lot, the nurse came over and began then talking to her about the possibility of having to take him off life support if his heart failed again. The whole time I was standing there looking at my grandfather as he lay in pain, knowing I could do nothing. (see more)

And then on the way home, my mother was still crying and I did not know what to do. She then told me that we cannot tell my grandmother what he looked like or what happened because it would hurt her to much. On wednesday, I was at my grandmothers taking care of her and she told me that she was expecting him home soon and she asked me to change his bed sheets. We still have no idea if he will be alright or not, but he is still in intensive care and in very poor condition. (see more)

It was 4pm on Christmas Day 1994 when my dad got the call that grandma had passed away. What a rough Christmas!! (see more)

i was 5 years old and i was racing my older brother up the escalators and i slipped and the rigid part of the escaltor cut into my forehead leaving my head bleading like crazy and i had a big gash in my head showing the scar for 2 years (see more)

When I was six, I was biking and I hit a pothole and slid down the street and my bike landed on top of me. (see more)