My Journey In Life

This paper is written to share my personal spiritual journey. I will discuss the influence my family has had during my upbringing on my religious and spiritual practices. I will additionally share how my spirituality has changed and evolved over time as I married and now have a family of my own. This paper will describe how spirituality has determined and motivated my personality and the adult I have become. This will help me to expound on how my personal spiritual beliefs will establish a respectful, collaborative, and caring relationships with my future clients.

There I was doing 65 mph, I was behind my dad going straight when we came to a smooth curve I pulled in my brake a tad bit letting off the gas dropping down to about 50mph when I went off the edge and at that moment fear took over me not knowing if I was going to get hurt or go on the adventure of a lifetime!

My parents had always planned to have a baby girl in the family, but instead, God received them with their first two boys. Although it was not what they desired having, healthy babies were always something they were grateful for, but they never gave up on wanting a girl to be part of their lives. When I arrived in this world, my parents had acquired me with all girly objects. The thing was that being surrounded by all boys made me have the same interest such as playing video games instead of with Barbie dolls. Furthermore, as I got older I started to separate from my brothers because they had to work and I had to be strongly dedicated to my academics as well as helping my mother with chores. Going to school and coming home to hear the same question every day of what is my career pathway that I am pursuing is overwhelming. The only thing I was certain of in my life is that I had a devotion to increasing my knowledge. Once I arrived in high school I became closer to answering the question, since I was surrounded with more options. Not to mention, having found the passion of science due to the classes I have been taking, but it was not until when my aunt died when I knew my true purpose in life.

The moment when I was old enough to comprehend how I came into this world, I should have known there would be a great deal of impediments for me to overcome. I was mistaken as twins because of a little white lie which led my grandmother to bring two bassinets to the hospital. However, everyone would soon have the relief of knowing there was only one me; but a fear of panic would surface once it was determined that my feet had took the place of where I may head should have fell. I was born breech. My world was upside down before I even took my first breath. A world I didn’t ask to be in but became grateful for because of my grandmother. My life was never intended to be simple. I owe my life accomplishments’ to the woman who was willing to take both of me home. She is the reason I am who I am today and the reason I will be who I am tomorrow.

Thru the rough moments I had, I was able to understand life at a very young age and realize that I love myself as an old soul who wants to do amazing things while I am still able to walk on this Earth and to see a new vision being brought into the world for my children. I stand here at eighteen years old facing a new challenge in a very long road. However I have my True Identity and with that I know my goals and motivation to keep me going forward in every obstacle I face from now

Through the course of my pre-pubescent years, my mother and father would always argue. The fighting was not so frequent at first, but it eventually was a daily occurrence. The arguments were so intense and rapid that I could not comprehend what they were arguing about. We, as a family, would not genuinely do anything together anymore. As a result, I spent a

Graduating high school is supposed to be the time in your life when you start to get everything together. I’d like to think that I’ve had enough examples in my life to learn from. But, in my experience, the longer you live, the more troubles you have to face and deal with. One of my very first experiences that has impacted my life and still does was my parents divorce. Now a days getting divorced is quite common and many children experience it, but everyone doesn’t experience it the same way. It was September 1, 2010 when the divorced was finalized. This was a very hard thing I had to cope with as well as my brother. It was quite scary actually. I was so used to my parents together and them being apart was a drastic change to my life. Things started to get rocky in their relationship and I

The relationship in my family was dysfunctional. Nobody could get a long for at least one day. In my family there is the mother, two sisters, and a brother. There is a “step-dad” in and out of our lives. Out of all three of us kids, we all had separate fathers. None of them really acted their part. We would be lucky if one of our dads even called. Basically we have one parent. It has always been

The Lord states all things are possible through him (Philippians 4:13, King James Version), this is the motto I find myself holding to at this juncture in my journey as a novice researcher. The journey is similar to climbing a mountain, where the experiences will encompass both successes and struggles as at the peak the finished product will demonstrate an understanding of the process the identifies a topic and addresses the problem. This week I found a reflection wrote in April when I took this course but withdrew due to caring for my dying Grandmother. I am pleased that I did apply some of my advice without realizing, but saddened that some I did not as it applies to now. During both attempts at working towards completing the capstone, I experienced significant life events related to family losses and over commitments. Thus, this paper reflects and compares the advice from April with what I have learned and would suggest in the future. In April I advised myself to make a plan and manage my time when reading material for the research (Klinger, assignment 2017, April). Additionally, it cautioned on the element of self-care and commitments, which would have been wise to have read at the beginning of this

My story begins on the night of January 3, 2009. I never knew something so profound and distinct could come out of a situation not every young adult gets presented with. Had it not been for this night, my destiny would have a different ending. The passion to succeed and make my story become a non-fictitious life event has been the sole source of my motivation to fulfilling my dream of becoming a nurse.

With each passing day, I began counting them down and marking them off on my calender. In the mean time, as I observed new patients entering the program, I could not help but notice the excruciating extent of suffering drugs and/or alcohol subjected them to. Most of them appeared almost weightless as if they were suffering from starvation. The texture of their skin appeared dried out, pale and wrinkled. The impotence they endured over their drug(s) of choice was obviously tormenting. Likewise, A glimpse into their burgundy colored eyes told practically their entire story as I could virtually feel the pain thumping inside their chests. Repeatedly, I observed storm-like tears slithering down their cheeks as their faces implied how clueless they were about what to expect. I was forced to ask myself, “how much of what I saw was me?” I continued to question whether

Even after my parents’ divorce, it was a never-ending fight. Whether it was financial issues or who was going to carpool, my parents would always bicker about it. They would drag me and my siblings into it as well. Moreover, the divorce also left a lasting trail of stress, because I always felt as if my parents wanted me to choose a side. This was very confusing to me, because I couldn’t just love one parent over the other. However, as time passed, the bickering stopped, and my parents became friends

There’s a lot we can learn from the stories of our past – if we tell them in such way that enables us to hear what they really have to say. This holds true with me and my life. To put it simply, the life I’ve lived up to this point has been nothing short of a beautiful (and bumpy) roller coaster ride! As I have grown up there have been many factors that have influenced me to take on or do certain things. These things, plus some of my individual choices, have contributed into what’s made me who I am today. And with that, I’m happy to say for this moment in time, I’m satisfied with the person I am and the path I’m taking.

As a very small child I don’t remember too much, but the things that I do remember were seen through a child’s eyes that has made me the person that I am today and I will always have those memory’s with me until my last breath on this earth. In this essay I intend to show how my childhood and adult life to this point has influenced my life, my journey. By utilizing the adult development theories from this class I also intend on showing how they relate to my Life experiences and where I am today as an Adult student.

Life is a journey filled with lessons, hardships, heartaches, joys, celebrations and special moments that will ultimately lead us to our destination, our purpose in life. The road will not always be smooth; in fact, throughout our travels, we will encounter many challenges.