The 'Last' Lecture

By My Side

On September 1st, 2000 at 3:45pm a first-time mom had given birth to a baby girl at the age of 19.  That baby was me. I was born from a loving mother and a shadow of a departing father. My mom had for some unknown reason decided to call me Alexzandria (An extremely long first name, don't you think?). Since my mom And father were not married I had the maiden name, Palos. Without there being a father to help my mom, she felt alone like no one was there for her. Even with the knowledge that she can go to my grandparents, she still felt like no one would understand what she was going through. But with my mom, being the independent strong person she was, she fought her doubt and dropped out of college to start working. She had started to work before my birth and continued to this day so she wouldn't have to rely on anyone or anything for help.  But some things don't go exactly as planned.

My mom ended up needing my grandparents to help watch me while she would work. During that time, my grandparents and I formed this inseparable bond. My grandpa became like a dad to me and still is like a dad figure to me. And by this time I would like to think as my mom saw me spend time with my grandparents she learned that she was never truly alone. She had everyone by her side just waiting for her to accept their stretched out hands.