Giving My Life to GodIt wasn't a specific day or date that I remember, but more or less a period of time where I spent the majority of my time “reflect on my life”. ". It was during my first year of college, I was going through a major transition. Moving away from home, not just to school, but across the country, from Virginia to California. I was faced with the reality that the actions I took then could have a huge impact on the rest of my life. I spent a lot of time trying to imagine my future, trying to understand what was going to happen to me in the future. Where was I going to be? What was I going to do? Was I going to end up marrying my boyfriend, Matt? Would I be happy? Was I going to be a mother? Would I succeed? I wanted to know everything. I tried to evaluate everything, like my reasons for joining USF, was ROTC right for me, can I do it? There were weeks where I questioned everything I did. I have rethought every aspect of every dimension of my life. I thought about every decision I made that could possibly determine things on my life path. I was searching for the meaning of everything I did, everything I chose, and why God had put me where I was. I was very upset with myself and frustrated because deep down I knew God was responsible for what was going to happen to me. I knew he would take care of me and put me where he wanted me to be. In all honesty, I think it was at that moment that I realized it was time to allow God to take over, to no longer “question” my destiny or the meaning of my life . I let God completely take over and gave Him back His job, my future, and my life. I must say that at that time I was also going through a stage of unpredictability and, in the middle of a paper, it was normal.II. They were unhappy. They were still fighting. They were very angry. Life was full of stress and tension in our house. I recognized it now, I saw that it wasn't normal.III. They were unhappy. They didn't fight much. There was a lot of silence. Life was full of stress, sadness and tension in our house. Then he left and she cried all the time. We were silent, we didn't know what to do or what to say.IV. They were still unhappy. They argued a lot, over small, unimportant things. Life was full of insults, bad words and choosing sides. We were sad and angry.V. They will always be unhappy because they will never stop fighting over stupid things. Life is full of choices and decisions. Life is a great lesson. I'm happy, I'm not fighting over stupid things. Life is too short to waste time being unhappy and hurting myself and others..