Marie Ange Diaz-Cervo
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Stage of Life
Stages of life you came as a baby you might have a mom and dad that love you very much that took care of you the best way they can they make sure you go to school you'll learn so that way you could continue to keep going in that stage if we have one parent that die and part of your early stage you will impact you for the rest of your life especially if that parent was a nurturing type I hug you tell you that he or she love you that give you gifts because that's the first set of love in your life another stage is high school you make friends that will stay in your life for a long time sometimes they may move to different part you know of the world or the country and whenever you get together with those type of friends it's like you were never separated because these friends they make such impact in your life especially when you're about to graduate high school you might go into the same career as your friend because you wanna go to the same college because these are the people you spend the most time with so they definitely influence your life in high school you might learn things that you like such as cosmetology or to culture photography and so on and so on these are the habit that you might continue later on in stage when you want to feel good when you want to relax because you learn these very early on and they are there as a basic again in high school if we have a major change so just moving to another state that might also impact part of your career if you are the oldest in your family each of these stage are also very important because when you heist when you're in high school dipping on the family you might be the one that help with the other samplings and you are the one that the parents count on to bring the family to the next level.
By Marie Ange Diaz-Cervo22 days ago in Poets
The Black Mushroom
My mother lost my father when I was seven years old. At the time, she was five months pregnant with my youngest sister. Life changed overnight. The company responsible for compensating my mother after my father’s death shut down, there was no life insurance, and my father had been the primary breadwinner. Stability vanished quickly.
By Marie Ange Diaz-Cervoabout a month ago in Confessions
