Narrative Essay on How I Learned Not To Do Everything On My Own

On September 29, 1994, I discovered I could not do everything alone. It all began that crisp fall morning when I awoke at 5:00 AM from a long night's sleep. As I crawled out from under the warm blankets, the cold air hit my warm face like a snowball. As a single parent of a five-year old daughter at the time, my mornings always unfolded with the hustle and bustle of preparing for our day at school and …

…had blown him up. I didn't laugh at it at that moment, but over time, I learned to laugh at the vision I saw in the mirror that day. The pain and suffering I went through for the next several months taught me a valuable lesson of not to attempt to do everything on my own. To this day, I call a repairman before I attempt to repair any major household appliances in my home.