In order to understand me, or the moment in which I learned that I was meant to be here, I have to show my past trials, my pain. A little over a year ago, I lost my mother due to ovarian cancer. A few months after that, I lost my cousin’s husband due to suicide on October 17, 2016. Then I lost my neighbors Michael Woodard, his father Lewis Woodard, then his mother, Bobbie Woodard, who passed away on August 29, 2017. I used to go over to their house almost every day after school, sometimes they would help me with my homework. And my teacher Mrs. Erwin, on September 12, 2017, due to a heart attack. Death is a part of our existence, a part of our lives. For some people it happens all at once, for others it is spaced out over their lifetime. There have been many times in my life when I should have died—some due to my own hand, others not so much. I was born on September 23, 1999, at seven-thirty a.m. I was due to be born somewhere around the sixteenth of December, that year, I was born three months before I was supposed to; I wasn’t supposed to live past that day. When I was born, I weighed two pounds, ten and half ounces. My father was the first one to hold me, his hand covered my entire body as I layed on his chest. I have always been a fighter; I am a survivor. From what I was told, when I was little, my dad’s girlfriend was giving me a bath when I fell over and started choking on the water, as she was on the phone with my mom. Another time, I was locked in a hot car,
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1. They say that fathers are the superheroes in the family because they protect and provide for us. 2. I think that mothers are superheroes too, because they can take on the same responsibility as the father.
Procrastination. Laziness. Comfort. Everyone is faced with these struggles, and many tend to take them without question as they run through life.(Hook, Framing Start) It is often said that you should be meeting the minimum and you will be good, but in my work, studying, and personal projects I have found that doing the minimum will lead to minimal results for a minimal impact in life.(They Say, I Say #1) One practice I have begun to adopt and use in my daily life is the belief that anything is achievable, any vision, any idea, any dream, through hard work and the self-discipline to look at struggle and accept that there is no easy way out besides getting it done.(Thesis)
Something I have always said is “life is about trials and tribulations, but it’s how you react to them that shapes the person you are.” It all started around my sophomore year of high school, the pain was excruciating and on going for months, and I just wanted answers to why I was in pain. Many doctors said the same thing, but I knew that the amount of pain I was in something was wrong. When I received the gut-wrenching news, my perspective on life changed and I realized who I needed most in my life. God helped me through the predicament that I was placed in, and I learned to grow from the tribulations I had to overcome.
expecting me to walk in. I was home with him throughout birth up to 18 months. He did not experience day care at this stage. I would say he quickly established hope and trust between us, and transitioned successfully to the next stage.
I was born and raised in a Christian household and accepted Jesus Christ as my Savior at the age of six. This past year I encountered a sincere relationship with God like I had never experienced before. I knew from a very young age that God is the Creator of the heavens and the earth, that He is the Author of life and the One who writes my story. Through the course of my life I’ve gone through unimaginable events nevertheless God has kept his promise for my life as stated in Jeremiah 29:11, “For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope.”. This verse has become self-evident in my personal relationship with God serving as a reminder of whose I am, who I am living for and what my purpose on this earth is.
Fate is a short and powerful four-letter word that most people enjoy believing in. However, other’s may believe it isn’t possible for events to happen without a logical explanation. For years, I was that type of person. I had a very hard time believing that there was a type of higher power controlling the destiny of my life. I challenged every situation I could by finding a way to prove, logically, on why it had happened. Whether the situation was good or bad, I chose to look at it short and sweet, with fear of becoming overly attached and focused on the situation. There were multiple events that had occurred in my life that lead me to think if I believed in fate, it would seem to be out to get me. However, when I was eighteen, my life did a complete turn around and so did my perspective on fate.
Change is painful. Change is risking the safety of what one knows to explore the vast unknown. To allow change to intrude into one’s life is to endure discomfort, to endure pain. As difficult as it may be to let go of the familiar, change is a necessity for human development. Without change, there is no growth. Once one decides they have a desire to improve themselves as human beings, they must introspect deeply, and question how their beliefs and mindsets shape their achievements, relationships, and goals for their future. I am willing to do this exact thing, my success in life depends on it. My beliefs and mindsets have truly impacted me as a person. We will explore these impacts by exploring my achievements, my relationships, and lastly, my goals for the future.
On Tuesday September 12, 2017, I was getting ready to go out and pay my bills. I went out the door and went down the stairs and a woman approached me and asked if I had two dollars. I looked at the woman and act like I did not hear her. Then she asked me again if I had two dollars and I told her I would have to see if I had any change. I did not want to open my purse in front of the woman because I did not trust her. Then I went back in the house and looked in my purse. I went back out the door and gave the lady the two dollars. I asked the lady where did she live and she told me she move in the green house down the street from my house. I introduce myself by telling the lady my name. After I finished introducing myself to the lady, I begin talking to her about Jesus Christ and my testimony. She was impressed how I told her about how I met Jesus Christ. I explained to her how I had relationship with God and that she could also have a relationship with Him. I informed her that I would be back after I pay my bills. I invited her for dinner the next day. The lady came to my house for dinner. We talked and she informed me that she did not have any relatives in this city. She stated that she just lost her son and went through a divorce with her husband two weeks ago. As she was pouring out her problems, I listened to her. She started to cry and stated she was overwhelmed with things that was happening in her life. I asked her if I could pray for her and
I achieved my goal of two-and-a-half hours at the gym, therefore receiving my reward, dinner Amigos restaurant. I experienced many enablers (Refer to table above). Although I reached my week one goal, I did experience some barriers that made reaching my goal more difficult (Refer to table above).
I used to think that family was forever. That they will be by your side through the thick and thin. But for some families, I guess that doesn't work out. Sadly for me, I was one of those families. When my family broke up, it was the saddest time in my life. And because I am a male, I thought that crying was for females. That you are weak if you cry. But sometimes, crying makes the pain go away. When a family member dies, crying is a way of saying goodbye, sorry, and expressing regret you have towards that person. We feel sorry that you died, I wish I could have done more stuff with you, I will love you forever. These are all ways of saying goodbye, sorry, and feeling regret towards the person. And with my dad, there’s a lot towards him. He had built up anger, confusion, and sadness inside of me.
Self and the concept of self is an interesting topic to many including, psychologist sociologist, philosophers and countless others trying to define the idea of self and what it means to each individual. Every individual has a different idea and thought about self and how self makes up their entire being. Self is made of the human’s own biology his or her cognitive process and perception of one self compared to others. This paper is going to look at the concept of self and how this relates to real-life situations affects a person’s self efficacy and esteem.
One's dream and aspirations to supersede in life must be stronger and greater than limitations set forth by others. The experience that were bestowed to me during my short life has elevated me to the woman I am today. Please walk with me as I give you the opportunity to see the world from my eyes:
Organizational behavior studies human behavior in organizational settings and the influence and impact individual behavior has on the workplace. To provide a personal perspective of personality characteristics, the International Personality Item Pool (IPIP) assessment was used to measure aspects of my personality and how these traits relate to working with others and life within an organization. Key observations provide specific insight into how these are applied to workplace behavior and interactions with others. Personal self-reflection related to workplace behavior is offered, including lessons learned to assist in becoming a better employee, coworker, and/or manager, and how the Holy Spirit has assisted in transforming weaknesses
One of the moments that I have failed and that have brought big consequences happened in college, to be more specific in the Spring 2017 semester. The moment and mistake is about the alteration of an official document that
My life. My life to some people is just perfect. I have wonderful parents who love me. I play every sport, and I also have wonderful grades that will get me into any colleges when I get older. If I keep it up perhaps. I am only in 7th grade. A boy who is just starting to like girls, and is beginning to see how reality actually is. Know longer a small 6th grader in middle school. I am in junior high. Two more years I will be in high school. I will be one of them jocks you see who has the prettiest girl by his side, and the coolest friends. The girls want me,and the guys want to be me. I got the speed, the chase, the looks, and even the money. All that does not matter. It's not easy being good at sports; having good grades ,or even a good home life. It's about jealousy. People not wanting me to succeed in anything I do. Then the bullying happens, the cutting, the crying, and even trying to kill yourself without your parents finding out how cold and lonely you actually are. This is where it all began. This is when I finally decided I could no longer be in this beautiful perfect world people call home.