My Favorite Person In The World

My favorite person in the world is incredibly musically talented. She exercises several times a week, is usually willing to help me out, and has been at many of my events and is willing to spend time at more of them. She loves seeing me at church and giving compassionate advice. She is willing to have her house as a place to stay and is willing to give me a key to it. She has shown love to many even when she has been hurt. She is willing to be so giving of her time that she shows her loyalty to many whom she trusts. She has been the champion of the decisions to have me in the group home when I was 12, residential habitation when I was 23, and self-direction when I was 29. She has shown me love when I was unlovable and has given me numerous amounts of support. She has supported me in making decisions that I otherwise wouldn't be able to make on my own and has been a champion in driving my faith more. She has instilled hard work, a love for academia, a love for music and plays, a sense of budgeting, a love for movies, a great sense of humor, and a sense that loyalty is something I should strive for. She is the reason that I'm here and one of the reasons why I'm doing as well as I am. She has gone on numerous trips with me, including numerous states, the nations capital, and Brazil. She is one of the ones that can show unconditional love towards me and wants me to achieve my dreams better. She has gone to numerous meals out with me to celebrate report cards and has covered cans to have snack mix for many friends for years. She has given me rides to so many things when the buses don't run and has helped me to make it easier even when they do. She loves me so much that she will do anything for me and has celebrated 30 birthdays and soon to be 30 Christmases and 30 Thanksgivings with me. She has helped me out monetarily and has been disciplined in helping me be as good of a person as I can be and along the way has shown me tough love on more than one occasion. She is my Mom.

Coming Into My Own

As I was hearing the successes of my sister and she was hearing of mine, I felt two things: that I was coming into my own and that my sister was in the same boat as me except for the relationship part we are involved in similar types of things. I hadn't always felt this way. I felt like up until my first few years of college that I was successful except when I was next to my sisters. I felt like this was not due to myself being not in a good place, because I was getting closer to being accepted and doing things that were world-changing at that point, rather it was because my sisters were so far ahead of me. Granted they are older but I felt like I had a slight chip on my shoulder and something to prove. And then my leadership-related items happened and I felt a purpose like I was coming into my own and strengthening all this time. I particularly felt great when I scored a perfect GPA the semester after my head laceration from getting hit by the car and I felt like it was a good sense that I can do anything. When I lived in a tough living situation and was in a tough relationship and still got great grades despite all the items I did and the classes being hard, I felt even more accomplished. Coming into my own was not easy, it took a long time, but I felt like this journey of wayward self-discovery was necessary and I am sufficiently my own person and have been widely influenced to be this way for a while. I am in my own and I'm proud to be in my own!

Sarcasm- It Is What It Is

When I think of how much I say to others that is serious, it is almost to the point now where I am not at all taken seriously because I am not in the effective way of being serious. I am very sarcastic. I say and do crazy things and I have yet to know many people who take me very seriously. But outside of my friends who are close, I try not to be sarcastic and there is a time and a place for it. I am called crazy sometimes and can be inappropriate, but sarcasm is a factor in that. I am also very goofy and feel very privileged to be around people who are quite funny and no matter what the humor is, they don't always get others. The feelings of how my friends and I operate make it quickly effective as to whether or not the inconsequential items get stronger or weaker and how they strengthen with each of the day. Sarcasm is what it is, it is what is made of it, and I'm not crazy all the time, or mean or a ruffian, though people may see it that way, I am very sarcastic and I am that to the core and I won't make apologies for it though sometimes I hurt people's feelings, I don't intend to. It may come off as serious to some, but the humor is very shaken up and down, it is sarcasm that makes the world go around.