WARNING!: The events in
this blog are NOT true, they were simply created as an English 201 assignment!
Alexis Rivera
Nurse at Lourdes Hospital, Lives in Yorktown, Virginia,
Married to Andres Rivera, Born on December 2nd, 1983
ER Nurse
American Cancer
SocietyVolunteer
Class
of 2006
Class of 2002
Interests/Hobbies: Sky diving, dirt bike riding, paint ball, surfing,
snowboarding, mountain climbing, shopping, spending money, LIVING LIFE TO THE
FULLEST!!!
Favorite Quote: “Some
people drift through their entire life. They do it one day at time, one week at a time, one month at a time. It
happens so gradually they are unaware of how their lives are slipping away
until it's too late.”
-Mary Kay Ash
About Me: I’ve always been a shell of a person, living a secretive
life allowing no one into my little world.
But there comes a time in life where you need to break free of your
barriers; you need to let the world know what’s really going on, and for me, that time is now. Three months ago, I was diagnosed with
terminal cancer. I was given six months
to live, and as the days have passed by, I have not lived a single day in
regret. My only regrets lie in my past,
for I did not live my life to the fullest until it was almost too late. I’m finally enjoying my time here on Earth,
just months before I will kiss it, and everyone around me good-bye. I do admit that there are many things I wish
I had done differently in my life. Years
ago, I lost all ties with my younger sister whom I did not get along with as a
kid, and we’ve only recently reconnected due to my illness. She is now my best friend, and all I can
think of is how much precious time I have wasted due to reminiscence of our
childhood. I have also never met my
biological father. I grew up happily
with my birth mother and adopted father, but I always thought that I would meet
my biological father at age 30, for I would be mature, and ready. It seems now that I will not reach age 30,
and I do not want to surprise the poor man only to bring about disappointment
in the next few months. However, my
biggest regret of all is that I have not given birth. I dreamed of having children all my life, but
my husband and I always wanted to wait until we were in our mid-thirties so
that we had stable jobs, our dream home, and a steady income. Eight years ago, my husband and I made the
executive decision to abort our unborn child because of the fact that we were
young and only in our second year of college.
It just kills me to know that we could have an eight year old son or
daughter running around right now if it weren’t for our inadequate
decision. I wish I knew then what I know
now. The hardest thing for me to think
about is the fact that I will be leaving my husband behind with no one to look
after. He could have had our child. My genes could have been left behind in that
8 year old for him to love and cherish for the rest of his life. But for now, we’re going to try and put that
all behind us for the next few months and only look forward. Please, if you’re reading this, just take
this small piece of advice. Don’t ever
take life for granted. Not yours, not
anyone else’s. It’s really not worth it
in the end.


