Introduction: What is My Life?
About a week ago I discovered the internet trend #shotyourshot. This then prompted me to ask myself “what is the shot you have yet to take?” So I asked this question to my girlfriend of two years, who was also my first kiss and we decided that it was time for us to start taking our shot!
I then asked her if she would be interested in taking our shot and I am happy to say that she accepted! We took it on October 16, 2017.
What are the Most Important Moments in My Life and Why?
As I think about the most significant moments in my life, I am not surprised by what I remember. In fact, I am a bit disappointed that the majority of my memories are dominated by my brother and his reckless behaviour. The most important moments in my life have been when I was exposed to things that were not typical of my sheltered childhood. I have had the opportunity to travel to India, Vietnam and the UK. Although I have had these opportunities, they have not been frequent enough and mostly due to an overabundance of family drama. I believe that a person’s ability to experience life and the world around them is linked to their past experiences and an education.
As a result of these experiences, I have come to know myself in greater detail. Having travelled, I have experienced multiple cultures which allows me to retain my own culture and identity as well as gain respect for the many other cultures I have come into contact with.
My brother was born in 1990 and was the youngest. When he was an infant, my mother married my father. My mother and brother moved to Wisconsin while my father remained in Mexico City. As a result, I never grew up around my non-immigrant parent and only lived with them for four months shortly before we arrived in the United States. Being that I was a little girl, I have vague memories of playing dress up with them and having family gatherings during holidays or other major events such as birthdays or anniversaries.
How Does Your Memory Affect Your Happiness
As I think about the memories that have shaped me and have therefore had an impact on my happiness, I can see that they are all tied up with my parents. My parents help define who I am, rather than me shaping them. My parents have changed throughout my life, but when I reflect on what has helped them change the most, I think it is the same thing. They changed when they went through death together and faced adversity together. They changed because failure and loss forced them to reassess their priorities and come to terms with the fact that nothing is guaranteed. I’m not sure if they would call it happiness, but they are both incredibly peaceful now. I hope that by understanding my parents, I can better understand myself.
It was my sister, Allison’s, sixteenth birthday. Things had been tough at our house over the past year, but we were going to have a great time on her special day. My sister and I were going to have breakfast together at our favorite pancake place and then I was going to take her shopping for a new skirt. Allison’s new skirt was a very particular shade of turquoise and she had asked me to pick her out the perfect one.
On the morning of her birthday, I woke up early. My mother handed me the special gift she had been saving for Allison. It was a hand-crocheted afghan my father made for her when she was born. My mother knitted the border, while my dad crocheted the center together while they were on their honeymoon in Paris. I was so excited to see Allison’s face when she opened her gift. I think the last thing she expected on her sixteenth birthday was a homemade afghan from her parents. It wasn’t something you did when you were sixteen years old.