Love Through An Unbiased Eye
At the age of twenty-four, my mother was faced with a decision which involved different alternatives with lifelong effects. This dilemma transpired as a result of my conception. She faced the decision of whether to terminate a life or to lose the beloved fiancée. Obviously, she chose life. Ever since this first act of love, I have looked to my mother as my prime model of not only how to love but also how to accept others and their decisions. For example, one may infer that I was raised to detest my biological father due to the position he put my mother in; in actuality, I grew up in a setting that recognized personal choices and different lifestyles. Over time, I was able to accept his choice as a reflection of him, and not of me.During my life I have been labeled, both personally and publically, a bastard child. I now utilize these remarks to empower me. These insults or acts of prejudice have evoked a stronger version of myself, one that is more willing and able to accept people as they are. From these experiences, I have generated the ability to be flexible with people in a manner that continues to reflect my own beliefs and morals. Thus, my tolerance in these situations extends to a profound level that lies beyond the extent of acceptance. I have formulated ways to understand those who find themselves lost and misunderstood. This point of comprehension and compassion exists because of my creation story and the years that followed.
I am also able to make open, accepting opinions by learning from the examples my mother provided for me. Through her acts, I learned that I am going to meet people in life who I do not understand or even like, but it is my responsibility as a member of the human race to not judge others ideas, circumstances and opinions. My mother also taught me that love does not only entail a level of intimacy and comfort, but also an acceptance of people for their choices, flaws, and form of existence. I aspire to aid all those I love to become the best version of themselves. This outlook is expressed through my friendships. In the past, I have been disappointed by the choices of those closest to me, but I have realized that I cannot only look for the flaws in others. If this is how I evaluate relationships, than eventually all I will see is imperfections. I came to this conclusion through a friendship I made this past fall. She was very aggressive and open with her view points, which at times harmed those closer to me. I began to dislike this girl due to her attitude and outward behavior. When I actually spoke to her about the reasons she handled situations in the manner she did, I realized her concerns matched my own for those we both cared about, she just happened to manage them in a much more straightforward approach. Through such experiences, I have chosen to live my life in a manner which does not ignore these blemishes, but resists from focusing on them as the most important aspect of one’s character. Despite what we may sometimes believe, there is always good to be seen in strangers, acquaintances, and ourselves.
My history has proven to me that each of us has the power to change the outlook and course of our lives. This is not to say that we all are like God, with the most superior construction abilities, but we each are toned to utilize the gifts our Creator gave us to achieve our goals. We may receive aid from individual mentors, as I did from my mother, but ultimately it is through self-reflection that we learn the type of person we desire to be by choosing our way to coexist with those we will encounter.
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