My Life-Changing Decision

MY LIFE changing DECISION ROSS BROWN ENGL 1301-270 SUSAN ROBBINS 4/2/2013 It was the root of spring ab bring out ii years ago- a wet and gloomy day. I was thirty two years old, st mental testingg out on methamphetamine and homeless. Headed concealment to prison for the third quantify, I was face with a life changing end, do I yield myself in or do I keep running and take my jeopardizes. It was a decision that would affect the ones I love the most, my children. As I sat in the woods behind a run mickle, drug infested motel, I closed my eye and all I could see were the tears in my kids eyes every meter they came to see me in prison.The ones that depended on me for love and security, were now sad and panic-stricken of me. They were as lost as I was. Thoughts began to run through and through my head, have I failed my children as a father, do I want them to go down the same path I went down or do I want to depict them a future and a father to be proud of. Living the life sty le I lived for ten years, taught me non to trust people. Especially part figures. So the thought of turning myself in didnt sound like a good sentiment to me at the time. It left me puzzled and scargond.I could keep running, still the past ten years had been nothing merely a continoues cycle that always landed me back in prison and left my children without a father. Ive always been known for taking chances. Turning myself in would require taking the biggest chance of my life, trusting an warrant figure and the system that I thought had already failed me. My Pastor had always told me recovery has to start somewhere son. At that moment, with my children in mind, I had make my decision. I was going to turn myself in.As I receptive my eyes, tears streaming down my face, the day seemed to turn from wet and gloomy, to calm and clear. I picked up my rally and made the call. I was to turn myself in to the politics within two weeks. On April 20,2011 I walked into the federal Halfwa y House. I was tired, physically and mentally. I did not know what to expect or what was expected of me. They gave me ternary meals a day and a hard felt to sleep on. They provided transportation and the opportunity to become st commensurate, if you cherished it. I wanted it bad It would require a lot of effort and determination to make it through the system successfully.Not many ex felons make it. They looked at me as another statistic when I first arrived. You but have a certain amount of time to get a job and start your recovery. I struggled, nobody wanted to hire a acquire ex con. I was starting to think I was not going to make it. I was at the end of the dead line, they were wanting go ahead(predicate) and send me back to prison. On the very uttermost day the phone rang, it was Bill Orr with lycee Bl apieceer Boards. He asked me to come in right away for an interview. I had to get permission from the job coordinator in high society for that to happen.He was not wanting to guard me this last chance at getting a job. Then out of nowhere my case worker, Ms. Woodson, showed up and said honorable give him this one last chance earlier you send him back. When I arrived at Gym Bleacher Boards, I was nervous and had mixed emotions about everything. As I sat there waiting on my interview with Bill, I said a half-size prayer to myself, Lord, please let me get this job, not for me, but for my children. Bill came out of his office and called me in and I was up front about everything.By the time the interview was over, we were talking as if we had known each other for years. Then he looked over at me and said, Ross, everybody deserves a second chance at life, you are hired. Within two months I was able to get my own place and out of the national Halfway House. Now, two years later I got my family back, a good job, and a set of ix month old twin daughters. As I look back on the day I made my decision, I realize I took a chance that changed my life. Now , I am able to give my children a future and a father to be proud of.