This is the day where I became grateful for everything. On July 6, 2019, I found myself walking along the streets of El Monte while the fresh cold breeze flew through my long thick hair. The sky was as dark as the fur of a black panther and you could hear the sound of crickets through the gloomy streets.
As I walked back into my house I saw my mom's tears welled up from deep inside and coursed down her soft rosy cheeks. She had told me that she had excruciating news. The terror in her voice was a screeching sound. As she cried she told me what had happened to my dad. The fresh tears of water coming down her face gave me pain, an emotional pain that flowed through my body.
My heart sank, my throat clenched, and I laid on the hard tiled floor with sorrow. My dad had just been involved in a car crash and was rushed into the hospital. The doctors said they needed to perform immediate surgery, the only problem was that we had to pay an abundant amount of money.
Our family was short in debt so we decided to make a deal that we would pay within a month. A few days past and a light bulb lid up in my head. My heart raced with relief I jumped around and fled to tell my mom my idea.
My idea was to start a GoFundme online for my dad. The first few days we had two donations, I felt a tear forming but I couldn't let it fall. The hope in me flew like a bird flying into the rain. Within a week we had acquired more than 100 donations. The sky then went from gloomy to sunny the days after.
By the end of the month, we had enough money to pay for his surgery. The happiness in my mom's eyes was the same eyes as a child getting ice cream. From that day on I felt the strength of solving real-world problems flow through my stout long body. I learned to appreciate the little things in a situation.