My Story Of My Path : My Path Of My Life

My literary journey is not an exciting one, there are no major twists, turns or even bumps in the road. I had no major obstacles to overcome in learning how to read or write. But in a way this journey is a metaphor for so many other things in my life, you will learn in the coming pages of my short attention span, failure to stay motivated and my struggles to remain enthused to learn.

I grew up in the Christian faith, where at a young age I probably accepted Christ, but it wasn’t until my twelfth birthday when I decided to rededicate my life to Him after a friend wrote in a birthday card, “Remember what Jesus was doing when He was twelve?”

There was a point in my life when i thought i knew what i wanted, or who i wanted to be. Then reality set in. The truth is, i was falling into that old saying "the American dream". Little did i know all i was doing was conforming to the ways of the world. I started a business, had my own family but i was living a double life. I was a husband, a father and an avid drug user. Which in the long run, led me down a path of self destruction. I lied to everyone around me, and the consequences of my actions cost me my freedom. In April 2009 i was baptized in front of the entire congregation on a Sunday morning, And knew who Jesus Christ was, and what he did for me. So there was no excuse why Three years later i was sitting in an 8x10 cell, On my way

When I started doing cheerleading in high school, I discovered the Leadership Council. It was a small of group of cheerleaders that participated in activities in order to provide service to our community. On a Monday, after school, we drove to a trailer park to participate in an organization. That was the start of my involvement with The Path Project. When I first got there, I realized that it was a community where kids were not worried about petty things, instead they were concerned about what they would eat the next day or how they would focus at school. Children in this situation are not able to enjoy being children because they are dealing with poverty, abuse, and neglect. This was a community full of at-risk children and teenagers who

Being raised a Christian from the cradle, by my Mom, I do not have a light bulb moment when I found Jesus. I went blind at age four. Even at that age my Mom's Christian training had a deep affect on me, and my being blind drew me closer to God. However, my earthly Father blamed God and stopped walking with God. He became increasingly abusive. Eventually, in my twenties, my mother, sister, and I fled for our lives. The church we were attending, and I was baptized in, did not want to be involved with the three of us. Thus, we were in hiding without a church family, or the blessing of church services. We started doing our own Lords Supper at home, and I was chosen to lead at these services. Of course we studied the Bible, and I spent so much

I didn't understand how someone could falter in their faith and I felt like I had life easy because my testimony with not as "interesting" as others. I entered into high school and through my freshman and sophomore year I seem to be on a constant, unfailing religious high. I was talking to God throughout my day, reading my Bible and inviting my peers to church on the weekends. I figured that because I was in a routine that I was a strong Christian however it wasn't just last year, junior year, but my faith was truly put to the

There are a lot of things that shape a person, A loss, A gain, or maybe a quest they undertook. Now I’m not talking about a quest to save the world like you might read in books, or watch in a movie. I’m talking about a goal you might strive to achieve or something you want to accomplish to learn more about not only yourself, but the people who surround you or the community you might live in. This is my quest, a quest that took me years to understand, but one that defines me as a person. A quest that showed me how to express my opinions, and to let others do the same.

I have always been around the right people and the right setting. As a little kid I was very respectable and well behaved. This was from my parents and learning about faith at a young age. As I grew older I always possessed these traits. As I got to high-school I was still a very good and well behaved young man. I made mistakes on the weekend with my team by being destructive. After I passed this stage I had an empty feeling inside of me. This is when I realized I got distracted from my faith. Faith made me the I was and I knew I was a good person. I let satan get in the way for awhile and I knew I had to get back on the narrow path of righteousness. A verse that reminds me of this is Matthew 7:14. This verse describes how it is a narrow path living for God and not many people are able to live for God or find the path. I knew I was a person of strong faith, so I was able to get back on the path and begin to live for God once again. I knew my destructive behavior was a sin now and not a laughing matter. I was done acting like a chid. I started to live a life full of faith and righteousness. I lived like this so people could see how I acted different. I wanted people to see Christ in me and the changes I was able to make by truly living for him. I had the Lord with me my whole life, but I truly think he made a change in my life after the tree incident. That incident really allowed for

If you knew you were going to at this exact moment, would you be satisfied with how you lived your life up to this point? Do your accomplishments and overall happiness outweigh your regrets? I was eleven when my parents got divorced and the aftermath included me going into a depressive state. One quote from what is now my favorite television show gave me a new perspective on life and gave me the strength to do things differently.

You walk too soon see a staircase;it seems never ending willing to touch the stars. Climbing the staircase until you’re tired, you find you are among the clouds; too high up to see what the surface of the earth used to be. You feel limitless, the breeze flowing through your hair and no skyscrapers to block your view of the wonderful part the world you live – Toronto. Each cloud seemed to have represented every memory, emotion, adventure, and achievement you have ever experienced in your life and everyone that has helped you in your beginning of life. From family members to pet peeves, ethnicity to my earliest memory, you’ll now know everything that describes who I am. A story only I can tell, The Story of Me.

Simplistic and tranquil is how I would describe my lifestyle, without many obstacles and challenges, fortunately. Yet in the fall of 2014, I found myself in need of a simulation. More than anything, I wanted to prove to myself and everyone around me that I could face any obstacle and tackle it. When I found the Disney College Program, I knew that I had found my challenge. Not only would I be moving across the country, but I would be taking on a task that I had never really faced before. Offered to be an entertainment costumer, I knew this was a once in a lifetime chance to experience something not many people would ever have the chance to do. I knew I would have to leave my job of three years and start new, knowing no one in Florida. More than anything else, it was an experiment for myself that I could make it on my own.

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.

On September 21, 2008, my dad and I were heading to soccer. As we were driving, we ran across a stray dog. It was a Black Labrador. She was SO cute! We decided to let it into our car and we took her home to help her. We gave her food and water and for a week or two, we looked for her owner… we couldn’t find the owner. We didn’t know what to do with her so we decided to keep her. She was the best dog ever! She was so sweet, nice, and fun!

On June, 7th of 2013 my daughter, Ayva Maria Gantt, was born prematurely. Ayva arrived three months early at 26 weeks gestation. I was originally scheduled to deliver Ayva on September 13th of 2013 at Civista hospital in La Plata, Maryland. Little did I know I would get to meet my daughter Ayva much sooner than expected. Ayva was born in Baltimore, Maryland at University of Maryland Medical Center so that she could get the care a premature born baby would need.

There are always obstacles that come in people’s way when they face challenges in life. Education is a priority opportunity for me and I have faced challenges in school and outside of school. I went through so many situations that separated me and my family apart. It was one of the most tragedy years that I’ve experienced. Everything I’ve had and loved began to fade away.