Personal Narrative: Who Am I Here?

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For as long as I can remember, there is a specific question that I have asked myself: Why am I here and where am I headed? The fact that I am unable to answer this question completely drains my energies. While I am sure that a number of individuals struggle with this question, I have found that I do not even understand the question itself, much less its answer. For the longest time, I remember being so lost that I no longer recognized the person in the mirror. Looking back on my high school days, everything was so simple when I was a senior, so much so that I took it for granted. I let opportunities slip away from me and I never truly learned how to recover from failure. At this point in my life, I feel that I can see a clear path again; I feel enlightened by my hunger for more. I know that I can now address the question that has been nagging my newly-acquired wisdom. Why am I here? Complexity goes hand in hand with the answer to this question. The simpler I try to make it, the more convoluted it gets. My family emigrated to The …show more content…
I know that I must focus on my future because of its hidden potential, but I also know that I must always come back to give back to my community. I know that the question that bothers me will be answered fully when the time is right. I am still unaware of my complete purpose in life, but I believe I have gotten a good glimpse of what I am meant to be and do. My mother, a simple woman, often says “El que no vive para servir, no sirve para vivir”. This translates directly into “A person who does not live to serve, does not deserve to live”. I understand that I must serve others through my hard work and dedication. My purpose in life should not be to be selfish, but rather to work for the happiness of others in order to achieve my own happiness as well. A vessel for my family when things were falling apart is a glimpse of the vessel I can be for my community when the time is

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