Gracious Gift of God

The origin of Grace is unique in itself. Grace isn’t a name you hear often and being a “Gracious Gift of God” is something that I will always treasure. Both of my parents, who are very special to me, chose this name when I was born. Sensitive, genuine, and outgoing are a few words to describe myself. I’m a very emotional person and become affected by the views and opinions of other people. I tend to take everything personally, and unfortunately I take it to the heart. Many people refer to me as a “genuinely nice person.” I never like to make people feel uneasy and I often give in, to avoid a fight. I’m the life of the party and I don’t like when things become dull or boring. I consider myself to be a very outgoing individual. I’m always trying to make things memorable and enjoyable for everyone involved.

I would love to be in the beautiful Bahamas, where I can find my inner beauty, while resting and relaxing. The surroundings would make me feel calm and at peace. I believe it’s extremely important to have some time to yourself and really evaluate everything that takes place in your life. Being in the Bahamas would allow me to forget about all my problems and avoid any responsibilities, which would put my mind at ease. While relaxing under a palm tree, I would feel most comfortable in casual attire. Physical appearance and material things like makeup and jewelry aren’t needed. I’m happy with the simple things in life and the comfort of a cotton t-shirt and yoga pants.

Some physical objects that I would have in my picture while relaxing in the Bahamas, would be pompoms, a journal, and a ring. The first object is a pair of pompoms, which have been a part of my life since I was six years old. They symbolize talent, discipline, and hard work. My second item would be my journal. Whenever I don’t feel like dealing with the unimportant things that have happened during a particular day, I use my journal to vent out these thoughts. Writing my thoughts down makes me feel better inside. The last object is one that I treasure most. When I became a teenager, my father gave me a ring and every time I wear this ring good fortune becomes part of my every day life. Whenever I wear it I think of how special he was and all the exciting memories I had with him. A picture is worth a thousand words and can represent more than just the physical things; there is a unique story that lies within.