My Daughter Brooklynn Analysis

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My Daughter Brooklynn My daughter Brooklynn Rayne Ann Heilskov is my focus of this paper. I am going to concentrate on her influence on my decisions in the past and the present. She is truly my inspiration for all that I do and everything I wish to accomplish. My daughter was born January 27, 2003., in Mason City, Iowa at Mercy Hospital at 7:08 pm. It was the day my life took a drastic turn, for the better. For the first time I realized that there is something in my life that was truly important, something that would have lasting repercussions on someone else. Someone that had no word in the matter, someone that was totally dependent on me. I didn’t know it at the time but something deep inside me made the decision to make her…show more content…
No work experience. Nothing but a previous deposition to easy money and selfish behavior, I find my way into a job at a local restaurant washing dishes. Typical start to the lower middle-class life of what Mason City has come to offer in the late 90’s teenager. With my new “clean” shaven look and hunger for more hours on the schedule, I was quick to promote. After all money, punk kid or millionaire playboy, makes this whole crazy thing go round. Money. Ever since the first matchbox car sold at the bus stop for straight cash. The knowledge that that was money was mine. To do with as I wanted, a 10 yr old kid. Money that mom didn’t dish out. Made by my own comprehension of supply and demand, even then cash was more important than material things. Cash is material, but the thought of financial security at that time was something that was never an option. The single most memorable moment in life at 10. Then She was born. Life is swell. Newborn baby, baby-mama, and a 4 month old puppy waiting on me. Coming home to my 1 bedroom apartment happy everyday. My daughter, bright-eyed and beautiful, at the threshold every time after a hard days work. Working as hard as a short order cook can. An 8 hr day, to bring home maybe 50 bucks. Hard to swallow after a life of no ambition and fast cash. All worth the knowledge that there isn’t a shiny new pair of bracelets waiting for me when I wake, instead I wake to the most beautiful thing I have ever

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