“ A philosophical journey on the track of life is what I call my place in this world.” (Laurie, 2006, p. 6). I perceive my own life life as a journey. What does it mean to take a journey? Journey is the act of traveling from one place to another, in life that is all that we do. Growing up in a world so unknown made me see how much of a journey my life really is. Here is a brief look into the Journey Called My Life.
I was born August 17, 1982 in Indianapolis, Indiana. I was raised solely by my mother. I am the oldest of three girls. Our household consisted of four lovely ladies ready to take on the world. We didn't have the typical family structure (mom, dad, and kids), but we did have a lot of love and support. Throughout my childhood we moved around the city a lot. My mom is what many would call a modern day gypsy. I wasn't sure what the main reason for the countless moves, but it was hard to get adjusted to only find out we would be moving again.
Since my parents didn't live together, I only spent time with my dad on the weekends. Due to the separate paths that my parents took I ended up with two families. My family with my mom and sisters and my family with my dad and step mom, both families made me the person I am today. That was fine with me because it was like getting the best of both worlds. As a young girl having two of everything was wonderful. I had one at each house. I didn't really go on many family vacations growing up, but the one vacation that I can remember was going to Disney World with my grandma. Going on my first vacation was a great adventure. Flying on an airplane was scary and exciting all at once. I remember crying on take off, but then I was glued to the window the rest of the flight admiring the wonderful sights. We had such a wonderful time.
Growing up was not always fun times. My mother normally worked several jobs in order to keep the household afloat. Being the oldest meant I had to take care of my sisters when...
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