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Much of my life has been about caring for other people. I cared for my husband and my children. Now, I am on my own. I need to care for myself and think about who I am. The GED is my first step toward my goal: finding something meaningful to do with my life.
This goal is not as clear-cut as goals like becoming a nurse or a pharmacist. However, defining what the goal means is part of the goal. The first step I will take is to try to understand what it most meaningful to me. Do I want to work toward a greater social good? Should I concentrate on bringing small pleasures to people?
Once I understand my priorities, I need to look for an activity that will work with my priorities. This may mean finding a new career, or it may mean finding volunteer work to fit into my life. Either way, the skills I've learned while studying for my GED will help me write a resume, apply for positions, and talk with people.
I look forward to using my growing skills in something that I find fulfilling. I am happy to have spent my life caring for my family, and I am equally happy to now have time to pursue new interests. Defining those interests is a journey that is just beginning.
Why is it so hard for parents and children to get along? When I was a child, I had countless fights with my parents, and looking back, they seem sadly unnecessary. Still, I learned important life lessons from fighting with my parents. One argument that stands out in my mind took place on Christmas Eve.
The story begins when I had an epiphany. It seemed like a brilliant idea--to me, anyway. I was going to stay up and meet Santa Claus! Then, my parents told me I couldn't. My mother said, "Santa won't come until you're asleep." I cried. I screamed. I yelled! My parents sent me upstairs to bed. I wouldn't see Santa that night.
I lay angrily in my bed before going to sleep. I thought I'd never forgive my parents. What I didn't know was that there was no Santa. My parents just didn't want me to be disappointed. They wanted a good Christmas for all of us.
Eventually, I learned a lot from this fight. I ruined my own Christmas Eve by making my own problem. If I could have just trusted the people who loved me, my mother and father, then I could have had a much happier Christmas. This experience was one step toward becoming a more trusting son.
I guess parents and children will never really get along, but that's not a bad thing. Children are learning who they are, how they should act, and how to relate to their parents. This conflict taught me something about trust, and every argument teaches a child a little something new.
The most important influence in my life has been my family. When I examine myself, I see that my most important character traits come from my home life: determination and pride in myself. These values make me who I am, and they are an invaluable legacy from my Italian-American ancestors.
My grandfather came to the United States from Italy and began working as a carpenter. He started with nothing, and my father grew up without new toys or clothes. When I was a young child, my parents and I lived in my grandfather’s house, and my father and grandfather worked together to build their carpentry business. My father used to tell me that no matter where you began in life, you could always make your life better through hard work. His determination served as an example for me. I saw his hard work pay off when the business began to grow, and I applied myself to school and learning the violin with the same determination. I see my achievements as an extension of my father and grandfather’s hard work, which taught me the determination I need to succeed.
Determination is only one gift my parents have given me. My mother taught me to take pride in myself and my heritage. In the afternoons, when my mother cooks dinner, she talks with me about Italy. She tells me her memories associated with the different dishes that she makes and stories about her family. She also talks with me about art and Italian culture. In turn, I tell my mother about my life and my feelings. Through her support and through her stories, I have become more confident in myself, and I see my relationship with Italy’s beautiful culture.
My family and my heritage have had a great impact on my life. My experience with my family has made me realize that family is important to every individual. Each person learns unique lessons from his or her cultural heritage. As I move out into the world, I hope to share the value of my culture with others and learn about others’ cultures as well.
