Personal Transformation Stories
We are grateful to the 100s of the people who have shared their stories of personal change and transformation with us over the years. Thank you.
Below is a small collection of these stories to inspire you in your personal journey of transformation.
Note: All names have been changed to protect the privacy of those sharing stories.
When I was a young teenager, I played concert violin, and was very good. I had also taken piano lessons like my older brother but I was interested in the violin because I was close to my maternal Grandfather who played in his spare time. I can recall how in the afternoons in their Cleveland apartment,he would set up his chair and folding music stand and play for hours. Mostly, I remember a piece by Mendelssohn and an etude by Bach that he loved to play.
I began playing in elementary school, on a tiny child’s violin. While in middle school, I...
My 7-year-old daughter was leaning on the kitchen door-frame watching me as I started to open the oven door to take out our two chocolate loaves. As I lifted out the first steaming loaf, we both heard the sound of my husband’s keys in the lock. When he walked in, I was instantly transported back to my childhood. I became the 7-year-old, watching my mother fill her hands with hot things – or anything – so that she did not have to kiss or hug my father ‘hello’. Even though I was only 7, I knew this very well, because I had seen...
The other day, my teenage son (16) came in late, having not fulfilled an obligation he had promised to do. I was in the kitchen and very angry.
At the first opportune moment, I lost my temper. He calmly said to me, “I am not going to talk about this right now with you,” and walked out of the room. I was even more inflamed and turned to my silent husband who was sitting at the table. I opened my mouth, ready for the forward push of feral self-righteous vindication that I had so carefully nurtured to spew forth from my mouth....
When I was a senior in high school, I babysat for a family with six children. I usually babysat them 4-5 hours a day. The parents were having marital problems and as they worked on their issues, I was with the children. The children were very receptive to me and usually did what I asked them too except for one of them–Jason.
Jason was the middle child and he did everything possible to make me upset. He was about 8-years-old. Just when I would get the baby to sleep, he would go in and wake him. He would tease the younger kids...
I was going to play a tennis tournament. However, I also wanted to watch Desperate Housewives, which would be on TV during the tournament. The video recorder was broken and wouldn’t allow me to set the time for recording. However, my husband, John, knew how to make it work. I asked him if he would video Desperate Housewives for me while I was at the tennis match. He said, “OK, I will do it in 15 minutes.”
I thought he would forget about it but I had to leave so I wouldn’t be late to the tournament.
In the car, I talked to...
During my work life, I coached junior college teams for two sports. My wife worked a couple hours a day when the kids were at school but she was home almost all the time. When I would get home around 7 pm from practice or from a game trip to another school, she’d be pretty upset. She’d say that I went off to play and leave her stuck to do all the hard work.
In my opinion, her problem was that she was always mad at the kids and screamed at them to shape up or do their jobs or stop fighting and stop making her life hell. In...