The Importance Of Life In My Life

On the 19th of July my life surprisingly changed. I was on my way to a friends house on my board when suddenly i slip back and i lose feeling in my right leg. It felt like falling slow motion as i felt a premonition that something bad was gonna happen. I looked down to see my foot wasn’t facing the right way, then the puddle became to form. I began to lose feeling from my shin and down and panic filled my mind. I rushed to reach for my phone but i couldn’t move. Someone had seen me fall and handed me my phone and tried getting help but i refused. I called my dad and he ironically said, “You’re probably fine, throw some dirt on it and walk it off.” So, i had to tell him once again, my foot isn’t facing the way a foot should face, i need to go to the hospital NOW.

Famous musician, Arthur Rubinstein once stated, “There is no formula for success except perhaps an unconditional acceptance of life and what it brings”. Walking to school every day since being first enrolled in pre-school exposed me to a world different than what was displayed in television every morning. Cartoons would display joyful people out in the streets, clean sidewalks, and worryless kids. Once I would step outside of home and take hold of my mother’s hand and begin walking, I would see a world very different. Homeless sleeping on the dirty, uneven sidewalks became a daily scene I’d watch on my way to school. Streets littered with empty beer cans and bottles, used syringes, and a gray sky is what I remember most. Becoming very observant of my surroundings helped me develop the understanding of real world problems very early in life, shaping me as more of a critical thinker than others. My middle school experience changed me. As the agents of ICE drove away in a gray van with my father under their custody one Saturday morning, my life went from just identifying differences between real world issues and what was portrayed on television, to now living a struggle I was not prepared for at all. Knowing that my father would never set foot in the household again, I was now referred to as “the man of the house” by everyone who became aware of my family’s situation. Seeing how my mother was the one to take the biggest hit of all really took its toll on my new sense of responsibility. My mother would now only have her income to depend on in order to maintain the house, her business, and her three kids of whom I am the middle and only male child.

Many mammals may know a lot about life, but many don’t live their lives to the fullest. If they did, many people would change how they do things. In the 1900’s there was a man named Morrie Schwartz, who suffered through ALS, which is a disease that slowly weakens the body. While he was slowly dying, he wanted people around the world to know to live their lives to the fullest so they don’t have regrets later on when they are close to dying. In the memoir, Tuesday with Morrie, Morrie teaches people to live life through accepting death, not being afraid of aging, and valuing money less.

My life has been a roller coaster. I have learned so much life lesson is just 23 years of my life. Some of them is that not everyone will like you, treat others the way you want to be treated, everything is possible. By the end of this paper you will learn about my struggling past, my life of the present and future I am working to accomplish.

As an young boy you never really think about how your life can completely change forever. For me my childhood was filled with legos and beach days and eating all the junk food I could imagine. My young, sweet life was great. That’s it. Just great. I never really thought it would change into something that I would forever be stuck with. Something that would screw up my daily routine, my habits and hobbies, and most of all, my junk food. Type one Diabetes would attach its disgusting self to me and in my boyhood mind, ruin my life forever. I was just an eleven year old sixth grader. Too young to realize that my condition could change my life in a good way.

Growing up my family has always been there to provide for me. Now, I am in college away from the nest but never far enough that I still cannot fly back home. A year or so after graduation, I expect to be living on my own, without the protective wing of my parents overshadowing me. In order for me to achieve this freedom, I will need a steady job and a place to live. Simple! However, for me to achieve a happy life on my own, I will need to do a lot more than just make a living. I could consider myself free from my parents if I lived under the freeway in a cardboard box; however, that life would not further my personal freedom to be happy. Achieving happiness and contentment in life is not easy; the steps taken to cultivate joy in my life that are found in the paragraphs below are going to be hard but worth it. I would like to be happy in the future by keeping my body in the best physical condition possible, working at a job that brings me joy, and loving a woman with all of my heart.

from then on my path was set. I had made my decision, I would run. Throughout my childhood I was always the short one. I could not say I was not athletic, but you would not see my making plays and scoring goals. I was always hesitant, worried for all of their safeties, worried for my own safety. Needles to say football was not my sport, but we will come back to that. I played almost every sport I could think of, I played Basketball, I played Baseball, I played Soccer, I played football, and almost every track event that they let me in. sadly, I wasn’t very good at any of them.

Life for me has always been making mistakes and learning from them. I’ve always been open to different experiences in life but I do have some boundaries. I know that everyone’s life in this world is different than every other person. I have been really close to my mom my whole life. I talk to her for hours and share my feeling, and tell her how my day goes. Whenever I had a problem, I knew that my mom would fix it for me, and once I tell her about it everything is going to be okay. I perpetually respect my parents and want to appreciate them for they do for me. I am really lucky that I have parents. Now as I became a teenager, I continuously thought that I would never change, my life would never change, I will always stay the same.

According to Webster's dictionary, life is "the quality that distinguishes a vital and functional being from a dead body; a principle or force that is considered to underlie the distinctive quality of animate beings."

“There will always be a reason why you meet people. Either to change your life or theirs.” I believe that everyone comes into your life for a reason. It’s just our job to decide if it is a blessing or to teach us a lesson. My parents got divorced when I was only three years old and I was an only child, so when my dad and stepmom told me I was going to be an older sister at age eleven I wasn’t super excited. To be completely honest I was kind of upset and scared. I had always lived with my mom and only visited my dad every other weekend, so I figured I wouldn’t have to see her that much anyways which made it a little better. Having been an only child my whole life I had no idea what it would be like, especially since she would be so much younger than me.

During life certain emotions are expressed and the importance of them can determine whether life is short so, you must be thankful for everything you have and thank God, for every breath you take. I believe my faith has helped me grow into the person xI am today. As long as I have family, God and self-respect I believe I will have a great life.

Happiness to me is the feeling freedom after finally being out of debt; to be able to focus on school instead of working 40+ hours a week. Happiness is proving all the people who doubt me and lack faith in the fact that I’m making it. Happiness is getting to buy some pants, and socks and not worry about not having enough money to eat for the next two weeks. Happiness is making a stranger smile; filling their empty bellies. Happiness for me is relief; a weight falling off my shoulders letting content and joy flow in through my body. Little things make me happy; the cigarette after a long shift at work, the full night of sleep, a shower after a fifteen hour day.

“What do you want to be when you grow up?” My family always asked me. If I were doing what I thought I would be doing when I was a kid, I would be in Hollywood by now. I would be on the must see Thursday night comedy/drama show. This was my life long dream until I hit eighth grade I realized I was camera shy. So like everyone else it was onto the next passion, right? It took me until high school to appreciate how strong my passion for space was. Every night I would stare at the moon, more and more. Eventually, My love for the moon became a want to travel to the moon. “I’m going to make it up there one day” I would always say. Until someone my early junior year of high school told me to give it up because the space companies were gong down the whole, and by the time I would graduate I would have no job.

Lying in bed as I drift off to sleep, I lay and think about what a blessed life that I am living. Dark candle lit room, marshmallow fireside scent, with light creeping under the door as my roommates are still awake out in the living room of our modestly sized apartment. I listen to my fan and tune out their voices and I call to mind the stories my parents have told that have molded me and my brother into the men we have become. Thanks to them I am able to live the comfortable lifestyle that I have and am fortunate enough to attend college at a wonderful university that I otherwise would not be able to afford. I relay so many experiences in my head each night before bed almost as if they happened yesterday.

“Thump-thump” was the sound of the beating of my uneasy heart as we drove out of my hometown of Novi, Michigan for one last time to go to the airport. I had lived there all of my life. As I glanced out the window, I saw my elementary school, the park, and the homes of my friends that I would visit nearly everyday. They all became a blurry scene that passed by me at the speed of light. Tears nearly flew through my eyes, but I refused to blink because I didn't want to miss this precious moment. Even though I always preferred the familiarity of an environment and had built a great relationship with all of my teachers, I understood that moving to Dallas was inevitable and was more beneficial for our family in the long-term. Despite this, thoughts of uneasiness clouded my mind. Little did I know that moving to a new town, a new state, would change me in a way I would have never anticipated.