"The path of your life is no more than the mirror of the path of your mind". She
would always tell me with her eyes filled with a glazed pearlescent polish but what lies
behind the eyes I see a history that could outdate any textbook, I wonder what behind
those Sahara brown mountain top eyes, what story lies beneath the surface never to be?
Told what feelings that underneath that purple heart with pride like a bee to its flower but
also filled with the happiness and sorrow at the at the same time, what about me where
am I going to be in ten years? The answer to that is where I let myself go because she told
me that is what will happen. Who is she you ask. She is one of the reasons I'll be going
to Miami, ASU or EMU. She is one of the reasons I try my hardest, make my own
destiny.
The reason I'll be the number 1 sports agent in the world yet she is not the reason for my
failure she is my beloved grandmother. She is the muse for my success. When I moved to
my father's to a whole different state, different home, new school, new friends. It was a
big change for me and I was scared because it was like taking a fish out of the water his
natural habitat he starts to panic and gasps for air and that's exactly what I did. What I
failed to notice is that it was a new beginning. I felt left out and lonely like a palm tree
would in Alaska. I had to go to school and learn on a whole new level, also my social
skills were not good considering I grew up with...