WELCOME! This is my new personal blog and I want to say thank you to all of you who are reading this/are following me. Now I'm sure that many of you are wondering about my URL and why I chose V4lor. Let me start off by saying that it has absolutely nothing to do with koady or his old tumblr name if any of you are familiar with his blog. . Anyways, here we go. In my life i have never been given anything for free, nothing has come easy to me and the odds have been against me since day one. In most American families, there are certain things that are a given, things that most children receive from their parents, not I'm not talking about riches and wealth but rather things such as family, stability and the basic necessities. Many are also given extraneous things such as gifts on Christmas, their first car, and college tuition, this however is not my life. I am the kid who came from a broken family, my parents were divorced when I was 5 and my father quite literally took everything including the house and the car. My mother and I were left with nothing but our clothes. (there is much more on this story I can elaborate on by request) I am the typical kid from a very rough childhood (much worse than you would imagine or I would care to explain) and every statistic in the book will tell you that by now, coming from my background, that i should be a criminal. I should be an alcoholic. I should be dealing drugs. I should be in a gang. I should be abusive, depressed, and going nowhere fast, but he truth is, I'M NOT. i'm the kid who has been working since he's been 14. I'm the kid who had his own business license on the day of his 18th birthday, and I am probably the most honest and selfless person you will ever meet. You see, I've had to fight my whole life for just the basics that everyone else simply gets. While this effort to forge through carries a emotional toll, it has made me a better person capable of being compassionate and self sufficient. It has allowed me to become understanding and has taught me to view my surroundings in others' shoes. for this I am grateful. . I was at a job interview about two weeks ago and I was asked a simple question, I was asked to describe myself in one word. I took a moment of pause and thought about my reply, what do I say? The truth is, there are hundreds of words that all equally describe different aspects of me. As I sat for a moment and thought of which word to choose, i heard myself say Valor. A word I seldom use. My answer was overwhelmingly well received by the interviewing panel to my surprise. I honestly don't have any idea where valor came from or why I had even said it, it just came to me and before I had time to think, I spoke. As I left I thought on it and why I said what I said, I still can't seem to figure it out, but looking back, I couldn't have given a better answer if I tried. So what is valor, I googled this question and this is what I found, need I say more... . Valor: Courage and boldness, as in battle; bravery. Simple words with limitless possibilities, how ever all direct action to a common virtue; the fight for preservation of life wither it’s their own or another’s. A single act of valor can rewrite the history books and leave an echo across eternity. A man can only be remembered for so long, but their chronicle holds no bounds.
