Life is short. This is why we choose to enjoy our life as much as we can. As a kid, I hadn’t comprehended that we were all going to die. Now or later we were all going to be gone. During the summer before fifth grade, my mom got sick and was in the hospital for a couple of weeks. She had gastritis. Back then I didn't know it wasn't deadly. But only a few 10-year-olds know the death rates of diseases. She had felt like she was dying and felt very weak. Whenever we visited she would be asleep or be too weak to talk. Throughout these weeks we had family come and visit us and help us around the house. I felt very grateful that we had them by our side and tried to make everything seem normal. We prayed a lot during these difficult times and God was one of our strengths. I remember I would cry in the shower sometimes because I worried and was unsure what would happen to my mom. I would lay in bed awake wishing it would all be a dream and everything would be okay. Little 10-year-old me wished someone had comforted her and supported her. I saw everything unfolding in front of me and had my first real taste of the real world. This woke me up inside and I saw reality unfold in front of me. My little bubble that had cartoons, Barbies, and Pokemon coming alive, had burst. Little 10-year-old me walked around with a heavy heart. I would pray to God every night, hoping he would stop Mom's suffering. After some time, my mom was discharged from the hospital. I saw this as God finally answering my prayers and helping my family out. When she came home, I was wary of being around her and careful not to try and hurt her. I tried my best to be a good kid during her sickness. Throughout those weeks I felt like God was a big part of it. God was always there and listened to my prayers. Especially when we all carried around our heavy hearts. During this hard time, it was hard to enjoy myself and go out and live. It opened my eyes to the perspective of the real world. I realized how much life can change in only a couple of seconds. It was a wake-up call. While it did open my perspective, I wished it would've waited a bit more. If anyone were to be in this situation I would give them advice to turn to an adult they trust so they can be comforted during these hard times they may face. No matter what someone is going through it is always a good idea to have a caring and trusting person by your side while hurting. I was surrounded by many people, but no one to comfort me. If this had happened a couple of years later I would've been able to save my childhood a little bit more. It opened my eyes. This revelation would have happened sooner or later. It only happened to come during a bad time for me.