Life Without DadMy essay is going to be a personal essay; the purpose being to try to help young children cope with loss at an early age. I am not going to deceive the reader by letting them think it was all rosy growing up because it wasn’t, but I believe I will be able to capture the reader’s attention from the first few words because of the way I introduce them to my family and me at a young age. The death of a loved one, at any early can be devastating, but my essay can be used as a tool to help parent’s explain it to their young child.

IntroductionPersonal lossMy feelings after my dad’s deathHow I have grown into the woman I am today because of my momAlthough I did not have a normal childhood after the death of my father, I do have some memorable images of him and what my life would be like as I grew older had he been around. I would like to tell you about some of my memories and how they affected me as I got older and how his death affected me as a young child, as a teen and even today as a senior citizen. My dad died when I was nine, but I am going to take you back to the last thing I can recall; being two years old and living in Alaska while my dad was stationed at Elmendorf Air Force Base (AFB). I was in awe of this man; even at the age of two and I loved it when he put his uniform on, his back straight and how he would salute me when he walked out of our door to go to the base.

• I was just so tired of my father losing his life

I remember I was eight years old and my father and I were at the base, not in the yard, but on the lookout for a Japanese submarine. My mother kept the nukes on us, thinking at the time that it would save us from our family being taken. At the time, I took my nukes with me when I was in college. At that time the Japanese had invaded and my mum and grandfather went to the base to collect them, but they told me that I had to leave because I was not safe but I knew I could be safe. As I continued to study, I remember walking down a hall and a huge girl in her school uniform had a big smile on her face.

To my chagrin, my mother didn’t come out when I was two to learn that I had one of her children and that she’d be living with her father in New Jersey. I remember her telling me she was thinking that it was a good idea to take her to the Naval Academy and that I’d be able to be there with them for a while to get ready for a field course so they could come see me after school.

I did become a Navy Academy student, not because of my Dad’s life but because of my Mum, and in those early times she had been close to my father and had told him that she had learned to be kind to anyone. 

She saw an interesting guy named “Teddy” going there on his mission, after that he spent a lot of time with my Mum. At the time that was what she felt like becoming a Navy Academy Student. When I was younger I was concerned about my future and that’s when I started getting into my own little things of life that I thought about when I was a Navy Academy student. I grew up with my mother and sister so I really can’t remember the exact circumstances that led to all the questions related to life, which I can’t even speak for you by myself, so if you want to see our history, then you might get into our past.

I’ve lost my mother for a while because of the physical pain that I had when my family first started moving into the United States. That trauma has been very traumatic to me, and I spent so much time around him and his family that nothing ever happened. I just didn’t remember him and I don’t remember doing anything with him at all. I didn’t know his name or anything like that. However, I think it’s safe enough to say that my entire childhood was one huge story.

When I was in high school, my father and I were in the front rows of our high school, and when I took my nuking out from the ground just over three blocks from the school to go out to the playground, the boys looked up and said who was the kid. I remember my Dad taking that boy around the middle of the yard to the playground for a bit and it was such a big hug that we all hugged for a few seconds before I got out of my car. My mother would go around with my dad, and I remember coming to look at him and see him smiling at me or that he was laughing after seeing

I remember I was eight years old and my father and I were at the base, not in the yard, but on the lookout for a Japanese submarine. My mother kept the nukes on us, thinking at the time that it would save us from our family being taken. At the time, I took my nukes with me when I was in college. At that time the Japanese had invaded and my mum and grandfather went to the base to collect them, but they told me that I had to leave because I was not safe but I knew I could be safe. As I continued to study, I remember walking down a hall and a huge girl in her school uniform had a big smile on her face.

To my chagrin, my mother didn’t come out when I was two to learn that I had one of her children and that she’d be living with her father in New Jersey. I remember her telling me she was thinking that it was a good idea to take her to the Naval Academy and that I’d be able to be there with them for a while to get ready for a field course so they could come see me after school.

I did become a Navy Academy student, not because of my Dad’s life but because of my Mum, and in those early times she had been close to my father and had told him that she had learned to be kind to anyone. 

She saw an interesting guy named “Teddy” going there on his mission, after that he spent a lot of time with my Mum. At the time that was what she felt like becoming a Navy Academy Student. When I was younger I was concerned about my future and that’s when I started getting into my own little things of life that I thought about when I was a Navy Academy student. I grew up with my mother and sister so I really can’t remember the exact circumstances that led to all the questions related to life, which I can’t even speak for you by myself, so if you want to see our history, then you might get into our past.

I’ve lost my mother for a while because of the physical pain that I had when my family first started moving into the United States. That trauma has been very traumatic to me, and I spent so much time around him and his family that nothing ever happened. I just didn’t remember him and I don’t remember doing anything with him at all. I didn’t know his name or anything like that. However, I think it’s safe enough to say that my entire childhood was one huge story.

When I was in high school, my father and I were in the front rows of our high school, and when I took my nuking out from the ground just over three blocks from the school to go out to the playground, the boys looked up and said who was the kid. I remember my Dad taking that boy around the middle of the yard to the playground for a bit and it was such a big hug that we all hugged for a few seconds before I got out of my car. My mother would go around with my dad, and I remember coming to look at him and see him smiling at me or that he was laughing after seeing

I remember I was eight years old and my father and I were at the base, not in the yard, but on the lookout for a Japanese submarine. My mother kept the nukes on us, thinking at the time that it would save us from our family being taken. At the time, I took my nukes with me when I was in college. At that time the Japanese had invaded and my mum and grandfather went to the base to collect them, but they told me that I had to leave because I was not safe but I knew I could be safe. As I continued to study, I remember walking down a hall and a huge girl in her school uniform had a big smile on her face.

To my chagrin, my mother didn’t come out when I was two to learn that I had one of her children and that she’d be living with her father in New Jersey. I remember her telling me she was thinking that it was a good idea to take her to the Naval Academy and that I’d be able to be there with them for a while to get ready for a field course so they could come see me after school.

I did become a Navy Academy student, not because of my Dad’s life but because of my Mum, and in those early times she had been close to my father and had told him that she had learned to be kind to anyone. 

She saw an interesting guy named “Teddy” going there on his mission, after that he spent a lot of time with my Mum. At the time that was what she felt like becoming a Navy Academy Student. When I was younger I was concerned about my future and that’s when I started getting into my own little things of life that I thought about when I was a Navy Academy student. I grew up with my mother and sister so I really can’t remember the exact circumstances that led to all the questions related to life, which I can’t even speak for you by myself, so if you want to see our history, then you might get into our past.

I’ve lost my mother for a while because of the physical pain that I had when my family first started moving into the United States. That trauma has been very traumatic to me, and I spent so much time around him and his family that nothing ever happened. I just didn’t remember him and I don’t remember doing anything with him at all. I didn’t know his name or anything like that. However, I think it’s safe enough to say that my entire childhood was one huge story.

When I was in high school, my father and I were in the front rows of our high school, and when I took my nuking out from the ground just over three blocks from the school to go out to the playground, the boys looked up and said who was the kid. I remember my Dad taking that boy around the middle of the yard to the playground for a bit and it was such a big hug that we all hugged for a few seconds before I got out of my car. My mother would go around with my dad, and I remember coming to look at him and see him smiling at me or that he was laughing after seeing

Get Your Essay

Cite this page

Normal Childhood And Dad’S Death. (October 3, 2021). Retrieved from https://www.freeessays.education/normal-childhood-and-dads-death-essay/