Daddy's little boy and Mommy's trouble maker

Father and son, the bros for life. The boy looks up to every aspect of the father.  He imitates his father's masculinity by walking around the house with nothing but his boxers in the morning following dad, playing with his box of tools trying to fix his toy car like his dad and even learning how to aim when first being potty trained.  A bond that could never be broken.
Mother and daughter, the best of friends.  Just like the father and the son, the daughter imitates her mother.  The one thing different about this relationship is that the girls love to chat.  There is a sense of compassion lying there which is a warm welcome to any concerns, boy problems, school problems, or anything along those lines.  She's the one who nurtures and blossoms the girl into a young woman.
The son always goes through a momma's boy period.  He trips and falls on the ground, "moooooooooooooommmmmmmmmmmmy" he sobs.  And if dad comes over there while he is crying, he'll scream even louder, "NOOOO I WANT MOMMMY."  Because again, the mother has a sense of compassion, a warm loving sensation.  The care taker of us since the neonatal period of our life.
Oh and don't forget about daddy's little principessa.  Sure he might not have been the one she would run to if she got hurt, and yes dad was tough on her at times, but he'll always be the one who she would run to if the monster was in her closet or if she wanted to play a game of 007 Nightfire.  And on the day another man takes her away from him, he'll be there walking her down that aisle assuring that there was no time in between to leave her without the protection she deserves. 

ALL KNOWING

My knowledge has been developing from the day I was born and I still am continuing to gain knowledge.  The first ways in which we knew anything were through our parents.  They were there the day we were born, the first steps we took, and we followed the movements on their mouth to produce our first form of words.  They helped us develop the first ideas of basic words like cat, dog, food, drink etc.  Also, a lot of our views towards society or anything controversial starts from an opinion our parents make.  We might first agree with their opinions, but later down the road after we gain more knowledge, we might realize that our opinion now changes on that view.

Continuing down our road of knowledge, we have our second encounters: our teachers.  They are the foundation to learning.  We could not know the complicated solving mechanisms in calculus without first knowing that 2 plus 2 IS equal to 4.  Our teachers’ opinions affect us in just the same ways as our parents’ opinions did.  They may say a bias statement and we could believe it.  And like before, our opinion can be manipulated by a greater knowledge and thus change. 

The most important way in which we have come to know what we know is through experience.  There is no way to prove something wrong when you experience it at first hand.  By experiencing something, you are able to form your own opinions from it without being influenced by other’s opinions first.  To me, this is the purest knowledge we could gain.   

Need more than just existance

Everyone has or will ask themselves this question: “Why do I exist?”  After all, we were put here on this earth for some reason, right?  All this schooling, hardships, achievements set forth, accomplishments and just overall experiences were not just put there for any reason, right?

We all want a reason to live.  In fact, we all NEED a reason to live or else you would hear about millions of suicides happening daily. 

But as for me, I do not know exactly why I am here yet.  I doubt that people on this earth hundreds of years from now will even recognize the name Courtney Barrios.  Although, I could care less about my name being known to all. 

As of right now, the one thing I hold important to me is being a role model to people who come to me for help or even just for the girls on the grammar school volleyball team which I assist coaching.  I believe that I can influence them positively and lead them down a path of clear thinking from right and wrong.  At least that’s what I hope they acquire from me…

Small influences will add up and actually help develop that person.  If I could help be a part of someone’s development, I believe that is one thing worth living for. 

Smite me O'mighty Smiter!

All loving, all caring, all knowing, all powerful. He is everywhere and he is everything.  But he is only acknowledged when we need something or need to blame someone. 

God, in my eyes, has lost the true meaning.  He used to be someone who people feared.  If you did not do something he would smite you or toss you between a rock and a hard place.  He was an idol, someone who people could always look up to and depend on.  People actually went to church every weekend and spent an hour rejoicing his name.  People actually prayed to him everyday even if there was nothing needed  but just to thank him for life itself.  But above all, he was there no matter what (even though he still is).  He was the only one anyone could trust and could put one's entire faith into.  He was the one thing we based our lives on; did we live up to his standards on earth so we could spend the rest of eternity sitting at his side.

God is now just thrown out there like another word.  The meaning behind his name is wearing away and people are focusing more on feeling accomplished or just plainly looking for a good time here on earth.  Every now and then we might throw out there a thank you to God but it might as well just be like thanking some random stranger on the street. 

So if you ever need anyone to help you achieve that A on a test, thank someone for making it onto Broadway or blaming someone for that horrible decision you had to make between the boy and the best friend, walk up to the closest stranger and thank him (or scream at him.)