Day 3- Reflect on a moment that shaped who you are today.

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Melissa

January 13, 2025

I only vaguely remember meeting my best friend for the first time. But I definitely remember when we became best friends.

It was one of those chance encounters where if she had taken a different turn or I had taken five more minutes getting ready, it probably wouldn’t have happened at all.

It was fate.

Fall 2012, I was cutting through OSU’s Oval. I could only assume I was walking toward class. She happen to be walking the opposite direction. We stopped to say hi to each other. We make some small talk.

I don’t remember exactly what we talked about. I just remember that it quickly evolved into one of those long conversations that you never want to end. The type that you never expect to take place but are more than happy to move all your plans for. Don’t tell my mom, but I’m pretty sure I skipped class that day because of this.

That moment in the Oval shaped who I am because it brought Debby into my life. If I didn’t have her influence in my life, I honestly don’t know where I would be today.

2 responses to “Day 3- Reflect on a moment that shaped who you are today.”

Quinn O’Brien

January 15, 2025
Day 3- Reflect on a moment that shaped who you are today

In the summer of 2014 I went camping and came back with an atrocious poison ivy outbreak that required a visit to the emergency room. After getting pumped full of steroids I went home and started watching the World Cup.

This triggered a soccer obsession that is now a part of my personality. I’ve been blessed to have watched some incredible games/seasons. to name a few:
- Leicester City PL win
- Real Madrid’s CL 3-peat
- 2022 World Cup final (this game almost put me in a straight-jacket)
Thank the lord I’m severely allergic to poison ivy. Now I spend every possible weekend morning watching the premier league, and the team I support hasn’t won the league in many years. Maybe one day.

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Fdrodrigueze

January 16, 2025

March 7th, 2020

*Trigger warning death and suicide*

I still remember waking up that Saturday morning and thinking it would be a normal day. I got up from my bed and got ready to head to my church for my volunteer job as a Catechist headed out with the rest of my family that volunteers. I taught my class at the time middle schoolers for a few hours and went home. Earlier in the week we had gotten a call from my aunt who lives up in Round Lake, IL she told us my cousin’s wife had gotten worse and that they were expecting to take her off life support soon. She’d been sick with a respiratory condition for months. Earlier that week she had slipped into a coma. After a few days, there was no longer any sign of brain activity. She would love it if my family could be there for my cousin to support him and his kids. My dad at the time said no he couldn’t bring himself to see her like that to see my cousin crying and broken.

After a lot of work from my mom and me to convince him to be there for my cousin and aunt we made the drive up. When we got to the hospital my cousin had become a shell of himself for months he was going straight from work to the hospital he’d lost weight and his eyes looked like he hadn’t slept in weeks. Just a husk of himself I remember the chill of the hospital, and the quiet of the waiting room surrounded by my siblings, cousins, aunts, and uncles nobody saying a word. 20 minutes later we’re called into the room where we saw her in the hospital bed. The doctor came in and let everyone say their goodbyes and before we knew it she was gone. We knew she had been gone for days at this point I swear until that point her soul was in the room when she was taken off life support it felt like she walked out of the room.

That day a part of my cousin changed he started drinking again. I vividly remember him saying how much he wanted to put a bullet through his head so that he could see his wife again. How more than anything he wanted to hug her and kiss her again. He wants to be strong again and be the man that his kids need him to be, but how he just isn’t the same man that he was when she was with him. Since that day I’ve had a different view on life since then I’ve realized that as much as we live life for ourselves we also live for those whose lives we impact. For those we make stronger just by being ourselves and who we are.

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