A
long time ago, in the Milky Way Galaxy, well not that long ago just 21 years to
be exact, , a girl was born to Ileana and Albert. The mother wanted to name her
Ileabel; the father, Sophia and after some dispute they settled for Lauren
after some Back to the Future movie
character. Albert was a fan of the movie and liked the actress that played his
daughter’s namesake. She was the first baby in the family after approximately
12 years, so naturally she was loved and a little spoiled by all of them. Two
and a half years later, a new baby came, a boy they named Carlos, after his
maternal uncle. Although there was some little jealously at first, as one would
expect, little Lauren was very excited and happy with the arrival of her new
playmate. They were a happy normal family; there was really nothing out of the
ordinary. This is the story of who I am, what I have become so far and whom I
hope to be.
Some
of the earliest memories of my family are all happy ones. I don’t think I had a
lack of anything. Ileana and Albert were excellent parents and they provided
for everything that a child would need. One of my favorite childhood memories
has got to be those times I got to played as a Doctor and my parents and
brother were my patients. For as long as I could remember, being a Doctor is
something that I have always wanted to achieve, even though there is no one in
my family that followed that profession. Mom and Dad obviously encouraged this
goal of mine and I still have the notebooks filled with childlike drawings of
Hospitals, ambulances, and my patients’ (my family and collection of dolls)
medical history. My bookshelves were not only had the expected fairy tales, but
also it had some medical education books for children. Although I don’t
remember half of it, I can say those first seven years of my life were all
rainbows and magic. Then on October 2001, exactly five months after my first
family trip to Walt Disney World, my father died. Suddenly my life and that of
my whole family was turned upside down. His death was unexpected just like it
almost always is with young people. I was just seven years old and my brother
was 4, we were both too young to really understand what was happening and why.
That time and the few years after that were probably the darkest times I have
ever had the misfortune to pass. Nevertheless, with the help of my
grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, and friends we moved on and the pain
diminished and we all somehow worked together to piece our family back together
stronger than ever. You could say we are a tight knit group.
The
rest of my childhood and teenage years were probably really boring in the sense
that nothing really extraordinary happened. Only Life happened. I studied, went
out with my friends and graduated High School just like any other person. I
still want to become a Doctor and as of right now while I write this little
story I have a year and a half left for my first year in Medical School. I grew
up and laughed and cried, gained and loose, learned new lessons and gained new
experiences, accomplished goals and I am close to achieve some more. I owe it
all to Mom, who has raised me and supported me in every step I have taken and
to the rest of my family too. Each of them has taught me valuable lessons and
contributed their piece on who I have become. It is my most fervent wish to be
someone they are proud of.
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