This biracial woman always hated chemistry, the work, and not understanding how it was ever going to connect to her real life. She always hated the way people looked at her, wondered about her, wanted to date her because of the way that she looked. Intrigued by her curly hair, her skin color and her beautiful eyes… but none of this was truly an interest in her. But it is when her mother falls ill that she realizes the connection between chemistry experiments, human experiments, and Life showing up at her doorstep. When faced with one of the most difficult decisions in her life she turns to the person that she trusts the most to assist her, her mother. Unfortunately, her mother is at the core of the situation that she is dealing with. The most difficult thing about living life is the acceptance of death. For this young woman she is faced with the looming illness that her mother struggles with on a daily basis, comparing the presence of death to that of a chemistry experiment. Her mother deciding that she wants to live out her life not being a part of anyone's trial, she just wants to live and die.
Chemistry Experiment
My least favorite class in high school was chemistry. It just didn’t make sense to me, it didn’t really have a purpose and for the life of me I would always think, “What in the hell am I going to use this for in real life?“ My mother would always tell me that I may not know what I’m going to use my education for but at some point life is going to show up at my doorstep and when I open the door maybe some of those skills that I learned in school will come in handy. Then we would both laugh, and I would tell her absolutely not. But, like all good mothers, she was right. Life came and knocked, I looked out of the peephole, and I honestly didn’t wanna answer but as life often works it came in anyway.