Friday Doc

Friday, January 28, 2011, Debra had gone to work as usual. Upon her arrival the telephone was ringing with students that were calling to make an appointment for the upcoming fall enrollment. The office where Debra worked was very busy due to the high volume of students. By mid afternoon, Debra eyes were fastened on the clock which stood outside her door waiting for the end of another day at work. 5pm had finally arrived and Debra was putting on her coat as she exited the office.

The traffic on Linden Blvd was very congested; Bumper to bumper traffic. Debra repeatedly saying "This is crazy, do people really drive like this"? Finally, with a sigh of relief as she turned the corner, home sweet home.

As Debra reached home, she could hear the voice of her children engaging in a heated conversation about a shirt that had been misplaced. Upon the reaching of her bottom stairs, the sound of yelling and screaming were getting louder. Debra stood in the front of the door, put the key in the door and entered the house. Debra' children were busy screaming at each other they never knew she had entered the house. "What is going on," she replied, as the two children brought themselves to order. After a long drown out explanation, the conversation was finally resolved.

Debra tried to pull her self together, but the reality of her being exhausted had finally set in. Debra fell asleep for about 20 minutes and the telephone rang. Debra answered the telephone and to her surprised, her brother was on the other end from South Carolina. He would telephone Debra often to see how she and the children were doing. The sound in his voice was very different this time. In fact, it was obvious that something was wrong.

Her brother replied, "Mommy had passed away". At that very moment her heart was devastated. She began to panic and she was an emotional wreck. The fact that her mother was gone left her depressed. Nothing made any sense after that. Arrangements to get to South Carolina were made within a matter of seconds. When Debra arrived, she was greeted by her older siblings who had just arrived a few hours before she had. Arrangements were completed and it was all just a matter of hours that Debra would never get to see her mother again.

After the funeral services were over, Debra had some time to think. Thoughts of college had been something that she had always desired, but without her greatest supporter, she felt the need to call it quits. College was something her mother had always encouraged her to do. Because Debra was a single parent at an early age, it had prevented her from attending college after High School.

With all that Debra has been faced with thus far, she has still remained strong and in tact. Her willingness to complete school is her top priority and what brought her pain, has now brought her passion. Her mother is now her motivating force and