To The People Who've Inspired Me To Be The Woman I Am Today

To The People Who've Inspired Me To Be The Woman I Am Today, Thank You

Thanking the people who have the people who inspired me to be the woman I am today.


There are so many people who have inspired me to be the woman I am today, and I want to publicly thank them.

1. My parents

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For 20 years now, you have shown me nothing but love. For twenty years you have put forth my and my siblings' needs before your own. You have put us first financially. You've worked extra hours to provide dinner, a roof over our head, clothing and items we want, and any fun activity or vacation for us. When money is tight you never fail to keep your head up and do what you need to do to provide for your family. Your hard work and dedication to us never goes unnoticed.

Not only do you provide financially for us, but you're there for us when we need someone the most. A shoulder to cry on, or some serious advice to get us to realize what is really important. You have taught me for twenty years now to go after what I want. Work hard for what I want, and don't let someone stand in my way. You've taught me so many valuable life lessons. How to budget, what to wear to a job interview, how to be a good sister to my siblings, how to drive, how to cook, clean, to work for something I want, and so much more. It would take me days to list off everything you've done for me. Thank you for inspiring me to be a hardworking woman.

2. My siblings

Although majority of the time you all annoy me, I wouldn't have it any other way. You have taught me what it means to really be a sister. There are so many things that I have learned from being your sister, and I can't thank you enough for teaching me. I learned to share, to be a shoulder to cry on, and to love unconditionally. Your love to me and our family is so contagious, there is no one else in the world I would have wanted to share my life and family with.

Having two younger sisters and an older brother has taught me a lot more than I would expect. Growing up, I learned to help care for you, my sisters because of our age difference. I've learned to be a positive role model to you, and to be an ear for you when you need a friend and feel that no one else is listening. My older brother has taught me to be a positive influence. I see your mistakes, and I learn from them. Your dedication to be a better man each and every day inspires me to be a better person every day as well. I love you all unconditionally, and I thank you for being someone who has inspired me to better myself every day.

3. The friends that have my back when I need someone the most

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College is hard. People are mean. Times are tough. You have taught me that none of that matters. You have taught me that my happiness is important too. There is no one else in the world I would want to share this aspect of my life with. You pick me up when I'm down. You're always a phone call away. You'll come over when I need a person to talk to or someone to hang out with. You're my permanent study buddies, lunch/dinner dates, shopping partners, and my best friends. I can't thank you enough for the positivity you've brought to me. Whether I've known you for a short amount of time or my entire life. You have inspired me every day to get back up on my feet and keep trying. Thank you immensely for the things you have done for me.

4. My past friends

It's crazy to publicly thank you, I know. But to this day you have no idea the positivity and influences you have put into my life. I started the new year with resentment towards anyone. Or at least that's my goal. There is a reason our friendship didn't work out, and for that I'm sorry. I thank you though, for teaching me what it means to be a true friend. Whether is was my fault or yours, or both of ours that our friendship failed, there were so many lessons to be learned. I can't say much more than thank you for inspiring me to be a better friend and to learn from our mistakes.

5. My sorority sisters

Lastly, I'd like to thank my sorority sisters. In a chapter with so many women, who all have big dreams and hopes to be someone one day when we can finally leave this dinky college town, I have already learned a lot. Being a part of this chapter has taught me so much. It has taught me to go for what I want. Without joining this sorority, I would have never run for a position, or applied for Odyssey. Being a part of this chapter has taught me to go outside of my comfort zone and try new things. You have taught me to put myself out there. You have taught me that people want to see me succeed. You've taught me to have fun, but work hard too. I thank you a million times for the lessons I've learned in such a short amount of time around you all, and I can't wait for the rest of my college experience with you.

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I often hear a lot of people complaining about their step-parents and wondering why they think that they have any authority over them. Although I know that everyone has different situations, I will be the first to admit that I am beyond blessed to have a step dad. Yep, I said it. My life wouldn't be the same that it is not without him in it. Let me tell you why I think step dads are the greatest things since sliced bread.

1. They will do anything for you, literally.

My stepdad has done any and every thing for me. From when I was little until now. He was and still is my go-to. If I was hungry, he would get me food. If something was broken, he would fix it. If I wanted something, he would normally always find a way to get it. He didn't spoil me (just sometimes), but he would make sure that I was always taken care of.

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2. Life lessons.

Yup, the tough one. My stepdad has taught me things that I would have never figured out on my own. He has stood beside me through every mistake. He has been there to pick me up when I am down. My stepdad is like the book of knowledge: crazy hormonal teenage edition. Boy problems? He would probably make me feel better. He just always seemed to know what to say. I think that the most important lesson that I have learned from my stepdad is: to never give up. My stepdad has been through three cycles of leukemia. He is now in remission, yay!! But, I never heard him complain. I never heard him worry and I never saw him feeling sorry for himself. Through you, I found strength.

3. He loved me as his own.

The big one, the one that may seem impossible to some step parents. My stepdad is not actually my stepdad, but rather my dad. I will never have enough words to explain how grateful I am for this man, which is why I am attempting to write this right now. It takes a special kind of human to love another as if they are their own. There had never been times where I didn't think that my dad wouldn't be there for me. It was like I always knew he would be. He introduces me as his daughter, and he is my dad. I wouldn't have it any other way. You were able to show me what family is.

So, dad... thanks. Thanks for being you. Thanks for being awesome. Thanks for being strong. Thanks for loving me. Thanks for loving my mom. Thanks for giving me a wonderful little sister. Thanks for being someone that I can count on. Thanks for being my dad.

I love you!

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Batter Up

Because someone needed to teach her rotten boyfriend a lesson about how to treat a woman.


I have this memory from when I was younger,

I must have been six, maybe seven? An age

When you can remember, but not quite

Understand. I remember the landline

Ringing sometime in the middle

Of the night in my grandmother's small,

But adequate house. I had been sleeping,

Tucked under a shield of satin covers,

My grandmother next to me, blanketless,

And stiff, on the very edge of the queen mattress

Like she was anticipating some sort of disaster.

It wasn't the phone that pulled me from my sleep,

It was my grandmother's instant jerk, her eyes

Flipping open quicker than a light switch,

The mattress springing back up, adjusting

To the new lightness as she fled the room. My waking

Was soft like a song. Slow and humane.

My eyes adjusting to the dark, my ears absorbing the ringing,

My mind reminding itself that I was at my grandmother's house.

Then, the ringing stopped;

Abrupt, like a disarmed fire alarm.

It was just a drill, I thought.

But, then I heard the mumbling

From behind the door, panicked mumbling.

Rapid, like gunfire. My grandmother's Rs

Rolling down the hallway and under the door crack.

She only spoke Spanish when she was angry.

The call ended, my grandmother returned to the room,

Wrapped me in a blanket, and carried me into the night.

She buckled me into the backseat of her Toyota and said,

We were going to Auntie Mandy's house because someone

Needed to teach her rotten boyfriend a lesson about how to treat

A woman.

When we arrived at the house, we found the front door

Wide open, the house lights spilling out onto the porch.

A truck, I had seen once before, was parked a foot away

From the front door, aggressive. The truck had trampled

Over the dandelions and daisies, which lay wounded

In the front yard. A scene that begged for investigation.

My grandmother told me to stay put in my seat.

I watched as she walked to the back of the car, her normally pretty

Face turned straight, looked masculine. I watched as she pulled

Something wooden out of her trunk, then in her feline walk,

Approached the house. She turned to me, and I saw the

Baseball bat, immense in her female hands.

I slouched in my seat, the window above my head.

I never saw her go into the house.

I don't remember how long I sat,

Until the red and blue lights came.

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