The Importance Of The Principles Of Determination And Compassion In My Life
Principles are the reasons in which we live our lives. Principles are key elements that can help bring out both growth and development. There are a variety of principles that can bring balance, and great substance. Every individual has some kind of principles that drives them. While there are many principles in the world the two that are more potent to me are determination and compassion. I hope that at the end of this essay, there is a clear picture on how I make sense of the world, and why these principles are so important to me.
Determination is the art of achieving and overcoming, despite the obstacles in the way. I never knew how much determination I had until I was placed in a situation that brought it out. I can never forget the first time determination showed me what it took to achieve and stand. At seventeen years old I was forced to face the world, not yet finishing High school. I had no stable place to call home, and minimal to no support. Being the only child, no older siblings to model after, several younger cousins looking up to me I had plenty to figure out. I knew then, that despite any obstacle I faced, it didn't have to be my ending. With all that I encountered, I never gave up on High School. I knew I had great things on the inside. I was determined to not be drowned by obstacles, but to conquer and be all that I desired to be. After finishing High school and having graduated with neither parent in the bleacher, I knew I had achieved one big thing in my life. Being only the second one to do so, with the first being my mother. That was just the start of the journey for me. Facing another obstacle where my determination was shown was me starting and completing Nursing school for my LPN, as a single mother to at that time a 9 month old baby girl. Receiving government assistance, catching public transportation, living off $210. 00 monthly, and taking care of my daughter alone.
Many nights were spent crying, studying, and sleeping minimal hours. I knew what I wanted and what it took to get it. Despite everything I faced I kept my head up, and determination on the front line. Fifteen months of steadfast determination, achievement came on January 24th, 2014. This time with my mother in the bleachers. Compassion is the art of charity, and the balm of life. Compassion to me is one of the highest virtues. It is the twin to love and the better part of me. Compassion is the bond that knits all things together, and is a great representation of the eyes I see life through. I have always been a compassionate person but I would not understand how much until I found myself pregnant with no support from my child’s father. I was homeless at the time, with no transportation, and living by the couch of a friend. There were ways he could have assisted, but instead would spend his time with another woman.
At six months pregnant, after working so very hard I was able to secure a apartment to call home before my daughter entered the world. In my determination to make a way for me and my child, I eventually started nursing school after her birth and he continued to ignore my need for help. He offered no rides to appointments nor would he watch his child while I attended classes. I was eventually able to get her in daycare, which caused me to travel for at least 3 hours a day by public transportation. Fortunately, life has an interesting way of unfolding sometimes. Ironically, his life had taken the wrong turn and it lead him to my door. I did not know if this was a humbling or humiliating moment for him but apprehensions were definite; however, after remembering my own struggles, I opened my door despite all he had done to me and knowing that he would still end up continuing down the same path.
Eventually, his actions overwhelmed me and we went separate ways with the accompanying whispers from friends about child support. I must admit, and I still stand by personal belief that Child Support Enforcement has a way of destroying some people more than it helps the person intended. I was working, and had successfully passed the NCLeX the first time. I was now a Nurse, and able to provide myself and daughter with a pretty decent life. At this time he was back to an unstable living situation, with two kids, now, and, at least, claiming to be looking for work. I did not want to take away his freedoms and rights because in the end that would not really help him to be a father to his children. This would also have hindered him from being present to spend time with them. God knows, how much my daughter adores her dad. She sees nothing, but her daddy, and I will never take that away from her.
Nearly, years later, I must admit that as I prepare this paper, some tears fill my eyes. These tears aren't of embarrassment, or to gain any sympathy. These are tears of accomplishment and confirmation that I can truly be all that I dream and desire to be. What has not destroyed me has only helped build me. I am able to reflect on life’s experiences and appreciate them because they helped teach, develop, and add substance to my life. I appreciate my life at this point and where I am. In conclusion I’d like to say after much prayer, determination and compassion life has been quite rewarding. Mother of two, a five year old little girl who brightens my heart, and a nine month old baby boy who carries rays of love. My daughter’s father has grown in his journey, and we have a good friendship. My son’s father is absolutely awesome and supports me in all I do. I am grateful to have his presence in my life as I take yet another journey. Principles are meant to drive us, and they have certainly driven me.
