What Is The Most Important Thing In My Life

When I reflect on what matters the most to me I begin to look at what gives me a sense of purpose. Family, country, and believing in myself is what gives me that purpose and is what matters to me. I feel these characteristics are in the make-up of my DNA and what drives me day to day. If I were to pass away tomorrow, I feel in retrospect that I would not have any regrets because I live everyday with the mantra of family first, country second, and believing in myself.

Life is like a game of volleyball, unpredictable yet predictable at the same time. The game of volleyball reflects the same ideas of what happens in my life. Thus, I created a setup of a volleyball game inside a shadow box to represent the parts of who I am. I made the volleyball net with white plastic canvas mesh, court lines with ribbon and players with some of my favorite pictures in the past. I chose this type of model because there are multiple sides to it. Only one side of it can be shown at a time but they are all there, this relates to how I present myself to others.

Sometimes it takes people awhile to figure out what they want to do in life. Many people know as kids what they want to be when they grow up. Some people hop from job to job trying to find what makes them happy. I wasn’t the kid who just knew, so I was stuck for a while after graduating high school. I just could not find what I wanted to do or be in life. I didn’t have the drive to do more with my life. My goal was to just graduate high school. I was a kid who was still at home with my parents, and yet to find my calling on this Earth. My life quickly changed when I turned 19 and became pregnant. I knew I had to do more and be more for my child. I didn’t want to be another statistic that fell by the waste side and depended on the government for help me and my kid.

Many experiences through my life have shaped me into the person I am today. Some of them are so insignificant I can't even place them, but others I will remember until I take my very last breath. I will never forget what happened to my family and I since the time my grandmother was diagnosed with cancer. Because my grandmother had cancer for a good portion of my childhood, I became very mature, gained a new respect for people, and I have developed a new outlook on life. My grandmothers diagnosis made her very special to me.

My mom once told me when I was young and ignorant, “Faith is the foundation of a beautiful friendship with the one person who will always remain by your side”. These words were expressed even more profoundly every Sunday in the echoing corridors of a small church by a priest I had yet to know or even care about. Preaching with his perplexing words in which I could only muster barely a fourth of my full attention span listening to. Thus, the term faith did not exactly resonate with me until many years later. My early years were filled with the teachings of the bible in Sunday school and later on as well in middle school during Friday night sessions. Unfortunately, my mom was an extremely strong enforcer of our faith for she was also raised Catholic from birth, but my dad on the other hand has a more scientific approach to how the world came to be. The years I spent in Sunday school blurred into an everlasting line of bleak nothingness just a ticking clock waiting till an end. Even today I do not remember anything that occurred within those taxing sixty minuets of constant bible studies it’s as though I lost the key to the inner workings of my childhood. Nonetheless, there have always been unbelievably great role models in my faith such as my mom, youth ministers, and friends who encourage me to be open to my faith. However, it’s always been my own restrictions that prevent me from furthering my relationship with God. So when my sister suffered her first severe

At this point in my life, it is my job to figure out what I have a passion for. While doing so, I frequently reflect on one of the most famous quotes by Alexander Hamilton, “Those who stand for nothing fall for anything.” This past spring I gazed out the window admiring the earth as it sat peacefully below me. This inspiring moment happened on my first flight to San Jose, Costa Rica.

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. Achieving happiness and contentment in life is not easy; the steps needed 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 ensure happiness 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.

My life hasn't always been easy, from a young age I have seen more than some kids my age should. My story is not one that is one full of laughter and countless childhood memories,no, mine is one full of tragedy yet resilience because i am not my story my story is only a part of me.

Ever since I was able to produce thought, and even before, my family has been hardcore Auburn fans. Later in my life I visited Auburn University and instantly I fell in love with this college. As my life continued and as I grew older my family kept telling me how amazing an engineer I would be with my stubbornness to fix things or to find out how they work. Like just recently my computer broke and to find out what went wrong so at 1 am I took apart my computer, with no prior knowledge of what made a computer run, and fixed it. My father, a Mechanical Engineer who graduated from Auburn, jokes saying that I did better than he usually does because when he takes things apart to fix them usually they end up broken more than before. My family has been a huge part of me finding out what I want to become, with me finally deciding on an Aerospace engineer, and what I want to do with my time on Earth and maybe even Mars depending on what the future has in store for me.

In Forty-five years, the activity theory, filial responsibility, wisdom, and retirement will play a major role in the success of my aging process. These factors contribute to my central source of meaning which is healthy aging. Furthermore, improving various areas of my life as well as maintaining many aspects of my current personality is key to prolonging my status as an active person in society. Consequently, my plans require goal setting and reflections pertaining to my daily habits.

Hunched under a mango tree trying to find shade from the scorching sun as sweat drips from my scalp to my toes, sizzling as it hits the ground. Temperatures increase day by day in the summer I pray for rain to fall, looking at the stray animals on the roads in craving for water. I gaze off into the distance of barren acres of land, touching the dry, cracked soil and seeing lifeless crops perish due to the boiling heat that I was responsible for. As a boy living in the (countryside) rural areas of India in a middle-class household, everyone in the village was taught at a young age to start working. Even though I was the third child out of my four siblings it didn’t prevent my parents from making me work out in the fields. It was tough having to do manual labor like field tasks to feeding and taking care of the animals every day. As the rooster's crow, I wake up immediately and lay out my school uniform and shower, I brush my hair slicked back, put on my shoes and run off to school with my friends. I quit 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. However, my father tried to encourage me to do something in life first and not sit at home and drink or smoke so he opened a pharmacy, that didn't work out so long due to my

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.

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.

Life isn’t always easy, but it’s beautiful in the end. Life begins differently for everyone. We can be born into the best or the worst situations, or any combination of both. These experiences will shape us for the future and help us grow. My life hasn’t always been filled with the best experiences, but they have been what has allowed me to grow and become a stronger person. Through all of the tough times, I have been shown so much love and support by some of my friends and family, but most of all through my faith. At some moments that life throws at you, you may begin to question God, but if you stay strong and hold on to your beliefs you’ll get through it.

I was born into a dysfunctional family. My father was an alcoholic and a heavy smoker. There were so many financial problems and pure happiness. Everyday my parents would argue about the most minor things. Everyone thought that everything was all roses and unicorns for us, but in reality it was dull and grey. The life I was born into made me want to do things that are looked down upon. Despite all of this my mother was strong and maintained a smile on her face.