An Inspiration

I really enjoyed the chance I had to share my post with my roommate. My personal narrative is about a very difficult time in my life and a very good friend that I lost. While reading through my narrative I didn't really look up. I had my eyes glued to the screen because I was kind of afraid to see the reaction. At the end of my post I did look up to see tears in her eyes. That was a moment when I knew that my personal narrative had improved and is starting to become what I want it to be.

I want my narrative to make a connection with the reader, so that they really feel Jared's light and inspiration. I definitely still have some work to do with it, but I received some good feedback that it's on the right path. I will be working on emphasizing the smaller details of his story to make a stronger connection and message as I move forward.

After I read my post to my roommate she commented to me "I don't know what I would do if that happened to me..." We got into a deeper conversation about that. I shared more of my feelings at the time of his death and we talked about other things in our lives that have been difficult. We talked about the death of younger people and what a shock it can be. Lives are to be cherished because they are so unpredictable. We have to appreciate every moment we have with those around us.

It changed me, had I changed it?

Physical Experiences:

• Rapid pumping from my chest, hyperventilating with gratitude and fear.
• The bags are heavy, it feels wrong to lift them into the truck. 
• Embracing friends who feel the confusion as I feel brings a sense of belonging and comfort. 
• My eyes burn with yet more tears, my head throbs with exhaustion physical and mental. 
• I float across the room taking in the view I feel so light as I look around the room to others i care so much about.
• When my feet touch the ground my body is overcome with familiarity. 
• Our pace quickens, my heart is begging to burst we turn the corner to have my heart swallowed with bittersweet joy, happiness and accomplishment.
• Her hug tells me its over, there is nothing more left to do. She grasps tighter never to let go. I am relaxed with a sense of fulfillment.

Scenes:

• The bed is empty of pillows and blankets, cluttered with a few miscellaneous items yet unclaimed.
• The blacktop heat suffocates the air and chokes the ability to breath. Keys are absent and the suitcases are stranded in the back seat.
• I have walked in the house so many times, yet this is as odd as it was the first time. Only familiar faces can calm the anxious heart.
• Clean and pure in white I sit. The atmosphere is truly celestial.
• Bags are checked and the security gate is next. Watching the ground get farther and farther in my cramped seat.
• Mountains are in sight, the airport is as confusing as ever. People congratulating us on our arrival. 

SPEECH:

• My voice shows pleading as I speak.
• President Ware words always express confidence as he thanks me for my efforts.
• We all laugh and joke but you can tell within our voices that nothing is a joke, fear is the real king at the moment.
• Testimonies spoken express reflection and thought. 
• “you go first” “no you go first.” “your the leaders you go first.” 
• “Stay together, we walk out together.”
• We would fight through tears to express love and gratitude.

Emotion In The Moment:

• Had I done enough in my time. It had changed me, but did I change it? 
• Tears of absolute gratitude and humility
• The brotherhood as goodbyes are said
• Reflection while driving to the home.
• My heart was overflowing with joy.
• Tears sprinted down my face as the plane took off and I left behind a world only I could comprehend.
• Tears of joy and accomplishment as i embraced family and friends.

PEOPLE OF CONSEQUENCE:

• President Ware
• Members of the church
• Companions
• Missionaries
• Family
• Friends
• Guy on the plane.