Personal Statement : My Trust

It is said that trust is the basis of all human connections, from accidental encounters to close relationships. Trust directs all of the interactions that we have with each other. Jeffrey A. Simpson writes, “Trust involves the juxtaposition of people's loftiest hopes and aspirations with their deepest worries and fears” (1). The human ability for trust and trusting is not measured out on an equal basis. Some people are able to trust easier than others and are better at being trustworthy and judging other’s credibility.

While service I believe is the fabric of the other core values, integrity to me is the fiber that holds together the foundation for all the core values. Without integrity the other core values cannot prevail. Integrity is a trait characteristic of an individual. To me, integrity is the willingness to do what is right even when no one is looking or regardless of the consequences that may befall the individual. I believe my integrity, this moral compass and inner voice, has lead me to the person I am today. It has guided me be the scientist I am today, with strong desire to use my scientific knowledge to contribute to the wellbeing of the public by advancing and promoting public health and safety. Throughout my career I have concluded that not

I asked my mom “what’s wrong,” she replied with a sorrowful “your Aunt Lisa is in trouble, we must leave now.” The worst part of all of this was my Aunt Lisa’s son was with us, Matthew. He did not know what to think or believe. No one knew the world would slowly start shattering beneath all of us that morning. We drove to her house, we saw ambulances and police cars driving by, that did not help our nerves at all. We finally arrived at her apartment, we never thought all of those emergency vehicles would be going there. My brother and I stay in the car since I was only eight and he was only eleven. My mom and cousin run into the apartment hoping to only find my Aunt had fallen and is unconscious, or she is passed out drunk, just let it be something that is not permanent. What they come to find is that my Aunt is laying on the floor, unconscious, but cold as ice. It was not from someone killing her, or us getting there too late. She had died twenty-four minutes before that phone

What is trust? The dictionary meaning of trust is a firm belief in the reliability, truth, ability, or strength of someone or something. The second meaning is, confidence placed in a person by making that person the nominal owner of property to be held or used for the benefit of one or more others. But what can we really define as trust? In this paper, I will discuss how trust is used every day in different situations, how we deal with trust in various relationships, and how we as individuals practice trust within ourselves.

Trust is an incredible trait to have. Some may say that without trust the world wouldn’t go around. But what exactly is trust? Merriam-Webster defines trust as “ one in which confidence is placed”(“Trust”). Confidence is a whole big impact that goes along with the feeling of trust. Being a trustworthy person means that people can rely on you for things. Trust can lead to a lot of danger also. If trust is broken, There can be a lot of lack of communication because someone might not trust you with some things. Trust might not come as just vocally trust. When you are asked to do something a certain way, you are trusted you will get it done in that way. Trust is a very important thing in everyday life.

Pulling up at the hospital; I had no idea what I was about to endure for the first time. I walked to the end of the hall to see someone that meant so much to me laying there lifeless. I stood at the foot of his hospital bed; for a moment it seemed as if time had frozen. I was there with one other person when two nurses walked in to tell me “we see no signs of improvement, we are going to pull the plug”. I stood there and watched my best friend breath his last breath. When they allowed me to go back into the room, I immediately checked to see if he was still breathing. I walked to his side, rested my hand on his cold shoulder and prayed to God that this wasn’t real. Later flowers were piled up in the worst way and no one knew what to say or if they should speak at all. This amazing person was buried and I blamed God for the loss of his life and the physical pain that flooded my body. I couldn’t accept what had happened and told myself that it wasn’t real. I was so angry at God for making me go through this that I had lost all faith in him. My relationship with God was so amazing before I experienced this that I couldn’t understand why he would want this for me. I continued to question everything that I had ever known that I didn’t know what to believe in

Transitioning from the teen years to adulthood and two near death experiences has allowed me to establish a spiritual relationship with God. The first experience occurred when driving on a country roads with deep curbs don’t remember what happen but my car somehow flipped on one side in a ditch and

After the accident I expected William to run off into the woods like a scared, traumatised little boy. But he didn’t. He stayed. The doctors told me that I had a seventy percent chance of ever walking again. Depression enveloped me like a shroud of darkness and William was the pinprick of light at the end of the tunnel. Everyday I endured immense pain, both physically and mentally. At the hospital there was a nurse named Misha, he was a religious man and his kindness radiated wherever he went. One night when it was particularly hard, he prayed. I don't know if there is a God or if it was just my own determination and trust, but slowly after a vast amount of physical therapy and days where I couldn’t move from

We define trust as a certain belief and a sense of assurance that is based on strong but not logically-conclusive evidence, or based on some ones character, their ability, or truth that someone or something has shown over a period of time or over experiences (Cambridge, 2015). Trust makes for a sense of being safe or of being free of fear, enough so that one 's focus can be on

To this date, it was the worst phone call of my life. I was informed my father and stepmother were in a motorcycle accident in Florida where they retired for the winter. My stepmother was expected to have a painful, long recovery, as she suffered from multiple fractures to her face, a dislocated jaw, and pelvis that was broken in 3 places, plus many small cuts and bruises. My father, however, had not awakened after the accident and we should get to the hospital in Florida as soon as possible. My brother, his wife, and I booked flights and we were on our way they next day. It was not how I expected to spend Easter. The next four days were a blur. We met with doctors and nurses and didn’t feel like we had any answers to the real condition of our father. We knew of his injuries but not what they meant to his future. He had bruising between the hemispheres of his brain, on the outside of the brain, bruising on his brainstem, and multiple open fractures on the left side of his body. I couldn’t get any of his doctors to tell me their opinion on his prognosis. They would only say, “we need another 48 hours”. The only thing I could think was, “if you knew my dad, he would hate this. You life flighted him, now he’s hook to machinery to breath, and all he would have wanted was to have the ambulance run him over and put him out of his misery”. We knew my father’s wishes and they didn’t look anything like

I have to admit that my undaunted convictions as a Christian on issues such as gay rights, the right to die, abortion, and many others have been steadfast, that is until now. With all that I’ve said, and all that I’ve done, the question of whether I truly trust God has become “the” issue. To quote a question that was asked in a discussion many, many years back; “Does having a gun denote I have NO trust that God will protect me?”

My legacy will be remembered as a good student, but not the greatest behavior at Eisenhower Middle School. Most of my legacy will be remembered with the teachers I always had a good connection or rapport with. The teachers always liked me because I did my work and payed attention most of the time. It will also will be with the students I left behind a good path with the teachers for the students. The life that I touched the most would be Mrs. Codispoti, my favorite teacher last year and we made a big impact on each other's life. She would always come over and help me individual. She would come over to me when she had better things to do. She would stay after school to help

Life is unpredictable and an accident can happen anytime. on our way back home from church my dad was driving a black 2012 Toyota Highlander, which is a family car that seven people can ride in it. My younger brother, Taw Nay Gay, and I were sitting on the seat behind the driver seat by the door. My other two younger brothers, Gay Nay Soe and Soe K Maw, sat in the seat behind me, and my mom sat in the front passenger seat. For the first time a nineteen year old girl like me started to believe that I had a reason to live and my life could be taken away anytime. This happened on October first 2017, 7:30 pm when we got into a car accident by the traffic lights intersection. Three cars were damaged, but everyone in the cars were fine.

Trust is a value that was very hard for me to learn. I was always afraid that someone was going to hurt me one way or another. My mother was always telling me that I should learn to trust others so that they could help me from time to time, but I never could do it. Eventually I finally learned to trust others a few years ago. I have realized that other people can do many things for you if you just trust in them. This helps me in the relationships I have with my friends. Trust doesn’t happen overnight, it takes time. I have learned that trusting certain people is worth the risk, and helps the relationships I have with them.

Trust is the firm belief in the reliability, truth, ability, or strength of someone or something. From the time, we were born in an infant stage babies interaction with the mother determines whether an attitude of trust or mistrust will be incorporated into his/her personality. When the mother responds to the infant’s physical need and provide ample affection such as love and security, then the infant will develop a sense of trust. Therefore, when the mother is inattentive, resentful or inconsistent in her behavior, the infant develops an attitude of mistrust, and will become anxious and fearful.