The Pathing Paths In My Life Through The Winding Path Of Life

I grew up watching my mother strive to give me a better life and become a better person. Amongst great difficulty, she decided to finish school and attend university. Her hard work and determination have marked and defined my life. Every day she had to work, then go to university and later take care of me. She excelled in every aspect of her life, teaching me that the impossible is overcome through hard work and

In “I’m Not My Brother; I’m Me,” author Peg Kehret expresses the expectations passed down from her two older brothers and the negative impacts these expectations had on her. From my point of view, I fully agree with the author. In my case, I have a 23-year old sister who is the epitome of perfection. She graduated top of her class in both high school and university, is athletic, and is currently working on Wall Street in New York City. In addition, she is very diligent at Chinese, public speaking, and ultimately anything related to school. As a result of this, as one can imagine, I constantly live in her long shadow. My sister is a very goal-oriented person and strives to reach them. She knew exactly what she wanted to be and the path she had to take to get there at a very young age. Throughout

I lived in a small trailer home with my mom, dad, older brother and younger brother. I loved that little trailer, even if it was not the best, I still called it home. Even though I loved that place, there were times when I noticed that my parents would struggle financially and they wanted us to have more than a little home, they wanted the best for us. There were also personal difficult obstacles we had to overcome as a family. As a result, my mom went back into college to study for a Registered Nurse. I didn’t spend as much time with my mom as one child wishes they could, but I knew she was working lots of hours and going to class just to be able to give us the life she thought we deserved. The same applies for my dad, I knew he would come home from work in pain, exhausted, but he was doing it all for his kids. As I was growing up and noticing these things about them, I began to admire them and loved how

In “I’m Not My Brother; I’m Me,” author Peg Kehret expresses the expectations passed down from her two older brothers and how these expectations impacted her. From my point of view, I fully agree with the author. In my case, I have a 23-year old sister who is the epitome of perfection. She graduated top of her class in both high school and university, is athletic, and is currently working on Wall Street in New York City. In addition, she is very diligent at Chinese, public speaking, and ultimately anything related to school. As a result of this, as one can imagine, I have constantly lived in her long shadow. My sister is a very goal-oriented person and strives to reach them. She knew exactly what she wanted to be and the path she had to take

Even as my older brothers were failing their classes and disrespecting my parents, I continued to set and achieve my goals while still being a pillar for my family. Even though I didn't have the same opportunities as my peers, I still enrolled and excelled at some of the hardest courses throughout middle school and high school. Even though we have introduced and gave home to two younger boys to our family and have shifted the balance once again, I still managed to maintain an aire of normalcy and maintain my grades. Even with three older siblings who have barely passed high school and one who didn’t finish at all, I am still going to be the first go to college and I do have lofty ambitions which I do plan to accomplish. Even though nobody could probably fathom or understand what I’ve been through, what I’ve seen, what I’ve felt, I am determined to not let that hinder me, and to make a future for myself without

I tell people all the time that i have been blessed my whole life. When I tell people that, i feel like they think "cool", and they move on with their day, almost like they have heard plenty of people say that before. I don't think they realize that they are truly looking at a man who means that with all his heart, soul and being. when I think back to when i was a kid, i cant really remember what exactly i thought about certain things, or what exactly i felt about them. I do remember my family very well. And as far as i can remember back they have been Christians since my grandparents on both sides of the family. I am not sure how far back it began in my family history. I do believe that my story begins with my first

     Due to the fact that my father was now on his own and trying to raise three children (my older brother from my father’s first marriage), he had to take a different position at his work. Although he was getting a raise it wasn’t necessarily a good thing. He had to start working the night shift so he could get the raise. He didn’t really have a choice in the matter and because of this new change, I began to lose valuable time with him as well. It was now up to my brother to watch over us at night and make sure we got to bed on time. If there was any trouble or and problems in general, my brother would call my grandmother. For three years my dad worked that job and every night he would stay up after he got home to see us. He would make my sister and I breakfast and make we were off to school on time. This meant the world to me because no matter what he always made time for us.

Growing up, this always gave me the perfect answer to the dreaded question: “Tell me something unique about yourself.” My siblings and I push each other to reach our goals, and we are not afraid of a little friendly competition. Furthermore, as a multiple, I constantly try to seek out activities and qualities that make me unique from my siblings. For me, my organizational skills have always defined me. My sister is the artist, my brother is the athlete, and me? I am the organizer. When I was younger, my mom would give me small organizing jobs around the house to earn money, such as sorting pictures, cleaning out her sock drawer, or alphabetizing books. These chores in turn helped me learn about responsibility, independence, and money management. They also increased my self-confidence as I proved to myself I could contribute to my family and

Growing up as the oldest of five children taught me valuable lessons such as taking on responsibility at a young age and becoming a role model for my siblings. My fierce independence derived from watching my mother raise us as a single parent for the majority of her life. The hardships of a broken family were rough at times, but in retrospect, they made me the strong-minded and hard working person I am today. I often took on responsibilities around the house and helped care for my siblings as my mother worked multiple jobs to provide for us. The challenges of my upbringing have allowed me to empathize easily with people who face a wide range of

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.

There are incidents that occur in our lives that test our ability to overcome and persevere. These events albeit life changing are integral in developing your personal identity. When a series of incidents occurred at the end of last summer, I fought hard to avoid falling into a serious pothole of failure and doubt. My father hospitalized for a life-threatening ailment, lost his sister unexpectedly while she was visiting him. She was our most beloved aunt and my father’s best friend. Shortly after my father’s discharge, he lost his job, leaving my mother as the sole provider. Our family began to struggle a bit financially until my father got another job; however, they were still able to maintain the tuition for my sister and me, at a private

Growing up in a single-parent home taught me that you make sacrifices for the ones you love. My mother was the sole provider for my sister and me. I remember her working multiple jobs from when I was very young. It was not until I was older that I realized my mom was working hard to make sure that my sister and I would have a better life than she ever did. My mother never had the chance to go to college, so she made it a priority to give us the opportunity to attend college. She saw that I loved learning and encouraged me to be the best student I could be. I, in turn, made sure to work hard both in school and professionally, I wanted to make my mother proud. This background of hard work and education enthusiasm has inspired me to share encouragement

My immediate family has been constantly isolated by my father’s extended family. My mother’s family currently lives in Mexico, so I don't hear much from them either. My father’s family has never had faith in my siblings and me graduating high school and pursuing higher education. They have constantly criticized my siblings and me saying that we would be high school dropouts. I know I should not let this get to me, but sometimes it becomes difficult knowing that my own blood does not believe in my potential. However, I have grown indifferent to their cynicism and know that I can achieve anything I set my heart and mind to. I think of this everyday, and I push myself into setting and completing my goals. This has helped me academically because I have turned this challenge into self-motivation. This has helped me see that you do not have to be the way someone defines you. I know that I am completely capable of proving my family wrong and I will continue to fight for what I

This is an extremely difficult task for me to describe in phrases, for my family is chemically and physically bonded. Also, there are no words to say how much my parents shower their endless love on me. They have tenaciously supported me from the very start. My mother and father’s dedication, hard work, and selfless sacrifices remind me of the story “The Giving Tree.” Their efforts and guidance in molding me as a better person has been an incredible contraption in my journey of life. Next, the steps that they have taken to disciplining me has comfortably taken me through school, extra classes, and public places. The most inspirational people in my life are my parents; as they are the best role model I could ever get. Their intricate quality

It took me eighteen years to spend some quality time with my mother and discover what an incredible journey she has had with my brothers and me. She is the kind of person who has always been very involved with all parts of our daily lives. In fact, she was the kind of mother who always had time for her three sons, worked full-time and had time to devote to community projects too. Her energy and enthusiasm for all of these things seemed endless and she always tried to teach the three of us to see the value in the idea of giving back to the community. I was always glad that she was present at my games and supported me through school, but it took me over a decade to learn what motivated her to be so