The Amazing Journey

Mr. Seed, meet Ms. Egg..

I’ve traveled the lengthy road from conception to birth. First I became a zygote only to be replaced by a pre-embryonic shape into an visible embryo, and finally transforming into a fetus. This fetus was released from the womb 1 day before my mother’s due date. Amazing!

Infant to toddler, toddler to pre-teen, teenager into adult, and at 23 years old now, the journey getting here seems a bit overlooked. For a mass of cells the size of a pencil point to a full grown man today, it really is all about the journey. And that is amazing..

My transformation, unfortunately, is similar to the millions and millions of people worldwide. My story isn’t unique, but then again everyone has there own. No matter how you’ve gotten to where you are now, the journey in getting there is undoubtedly incredible. It’s nature at its finest in the most animalistic and evolving of ways. A biology buff I am not, but an admirer of amazement, I certainly am.

I often get emotional upon seeing or hearing of the birth of those around me or even on television. The beauty in that moment is like no other and to think of the incredible transit of which we have all ventured is even more beautiful. In my own life, I have encountered and have been forced to live with conditions that I was unable to prevent. I have stood tall in declaring that these ailments have only made me stronger. I have learned from the human condition and as a result have exuded compassion towards others that is genuine. My biggest fear as I am growing older and getting closer to settling down, is my passion and desire to reproduce. Children..my children, will represent the beautiful journey that will make them amazing. The strength I carry with me, however, is strongly weakened when I imagine my ailments being passed down to my children. I often envision (because this is a dream) my wife giving birth and holding my child after the doctor has declared that he/she is perfectly healthy. I’d collapse with happiness if this was the result and that I did not pass down the painfulness that I have had to live with to my offspring. And if I do, I will be strong for my child and teach the important lesson that with pain always comes strength…