The Importance Of Life In My Life

Think of something you can’t live without. Throughout the day, there wasn’t that thing to comfort you, or make your day. That thing could be as simple as the birds chirping in the morning, talking to your best friend, taking an extra step in helping somebody or strolling around the nearby park every Sunday afternoon. It could be as comforting as a hug from your mom, a corny pun from your dad, baking cookies with your grandmother, having adventures with your brother, or getting into deep, meaningful conversations with your sister. Siblings and close cousins have different and most likely a closer bond with you due to the smaller age gap and similarities. Interestingly enough, siblings can be both a blessing and a curse, They’ll be there for you when you need them, and they’ll talk about all of your embarrassing childhood moments to everyone you know, but when they’re gone, you always have that lingering feeling that something is missing.

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.

The days of middle school, easy learning and fun friends to play out the last remaining years of my childhood. At the age of 7 my dad and my older sister decided on getting a dog for the family. I was eccentric about this idea, I love dogs and the idea of finally having a family dog sounded like a dream. The excitement of getting a dog thrilled me. My dad found someone selling puppies on craigslist about 30 minutes from where we lived at the time. The type of dog we were looking for was a golden retriever because we thought they were adorable and read that they were excellent as a family dog. We hopped on board the car and headed to the place to buy ourselves a puppy.

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.

Life puts obstacles in our way, it’s up to us to get passed them. I think my biggest complaint is “That’s not fair” as my mom always tells me “Life’s not fair”. Life isn’t the greatest but it’s up to oneself to make the best out of it. I complain a lot about how unfair life is with me, I’ve had personal events happen that I wouldn’t wish upon anyone. I lost my grandpa when I was twelve, my grandma is in and out of the hospital for medical reasons. I grew up with my grandma and grandpa due to the fact my mom was always working or to busy too be around when I was younger. My older sister and I always fought and hated being around each other, I was bullied since the third grade for being “fatter” than everyone else. My father walked out of my life without caring. My father named his other child exactly like me knowing about me. Due to all these situations, I began to care less and less about life, my education, the ways it affected my family, and the way it would affect my future.

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.

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.

“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.

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.

Life has a funny way of turning your world upside down. Everything can change in the blink of an eye and never be the same again. People take things for granite but never realize what they have until it is gone. However, I first handedly have experienced what it is like to almost lose the most important thing in my life.

What is important to you? The most important thing to me is living a worthwhile life that is important to my family and to my spiritual father. The best way I can see that this happen is by one giving back to the community. I was always the quiet, shy, scared, yet smart one of my family. My mommy was very strict, I mean very strict. I didn’t have the best living condition growing up. I was in and out of foster homes. I didn’t get adopted until I was thirty. Fast forward, I could not function nor comprehend well. But a lot of teachers that believed in me in the community took the time out to teach me how to count, write, and express myself. If it wasn’t for the ladies from my school and different case managers and therapist helping me out I

My life has always been normal. My usual week goes like this. On Sunday I get up bright and early and go to church. My whole family gets up at the same time then eats breakfast and talks about our plans for the week.

Crouched under a mango tree trying to find shade from the scorching sun as sweat drips from my head to my feet, sizzling as it hits the ground. The temperature rises day by day in the summer I pray for rain to fall, looking at the stray animals on the streets in thirst for water. I stare off into the distance of barren acres of land, touching the dry, cracked soil and seeing lifeless crops die due to the boiling heat that I needed to take care of. As a boy living in the rural areas of India in a middle-class family, everyone in the village was taught at a young age to start working. Even though, I was the third child out of my four sibling it didn’t stop my parents from making me work out in the fields. It was tough having to do manual labor like doing field work to feeding and taking care of the animals every day. As the roosters crow I wake up immediately and lay out my school uniform and shower, I comb my hair slicked back, put on my shoes and run off to school with my friends. I stopped going to school until the 10th grade because back in the day my parents wouldn't care that much about education like today. It was more about harvesting corn in the summer to plant seeds in the winter. When I was around 20 years old my two older siblings got married and my family decided it was my turn. But my father tried to help me do something in life first and not sit at home and drink or smoke so he opened a pharmacy, but that didn't work out so long due to my obsession with alcohol and just being lazy which stopped the business from lasting and I continued to do nothing.

In life we are given lessons such as to “Never give up” or “Be yourself,” A life lesson that I will neer forget is we are not going to get eveything we want in life. We are not always going to get the job, our crush, or the spot on a varsity team. Yes, it’s going to hurt because we want it so bad, that we give it our all, but at the it wasn’t meant to be. Everything happens for a reason and maybe not getting that one thing in life, brings you something so much more bigger in life.

When I was growing up I was always told to treat others with kindness and respect, no matter who they were or how old they were. These are things that I have carried along with me throughout my life so far. Over the years I have gained some new characteristics about me and lost some, that were good and bad.