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Personal Narrative: Eulogy For Father
Yesterday was a rollercoaster of a day...well, this year has been a rollercoaster itself anyway! I want to write this for myself...to remind me that the glory belongs to God and to Him only. None of it would've been possible without Him. I am not that special but He saw me and believed in me. Yesterday, finally, I got my degree as a Doctor...A DOCTOR!!!!!! :)...what a huge, incredible word; It has been a wondrous road since I came to this country 14 years ago: So much has happen along the way! I remember I didn't speak English, I didn't know the culture, nobody in my family had ever graduated from college, we grew up so poor, hope was scarce in many areas and on top of that my family didn't even believed or taught me about love, at the end I decided to come following my heart and the man I thought it was the one. It is truth that heartbreak came but blessings came too: I got my baby girl and kept going day by day learning, studying, raising her, loving her and Him. I had to go through some discrimination, some hate, some isolation, even a miscarriage but guess what? with Him I survived because He sent many more blessings including a sweet man and a beautiful baby boy...speaking of underserved …show more content…
I have a doctoral degree...me! who would've thought. I am sure many didn't, I am sure my family didn't but God did and He helped me conquered the mountains...He pulled me through the hard times, the tears, the sadness, the happy times too. I got to thank many but above all, Him. I got to thank those who were there at the beginning, those who left, those who remain and those who will leave because of every single one of them, because of every single circumstance and experience, I am here today to show the world my testimony, to show Elizabeth and Logan that dreams come truth if you believe in Him and in yourself #Doctorwho #callmedoctor:) #blessed #utlimategoal #grateful
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