Family
Born and raised in sunny, smoggy Southern California, I’m the eldest son of a restaurateur father (David) and a stay-at-home mother (Connie) who spent all my life working as hard as they could to give me and my brothers a better life than they’d had. My youngest brother (Yale) was born to the family when I was four, and though it doesn’t make a lot of sense, our middle brother (Roberto) joined the group fourteen years after that—he was adopted, sort of.
Childhood
I grew up, by a strange twist of grace, in a much nicer neighborhood than my parents could ever have afforded and was therefore educated in one of the best school districts in the state—like a kid cares anything about that. By and large, school was cake from elementary to high school. It was living with my obnoxious little brother that really took it out of me.
Jesus
All along, our folks were devout Christians, and Yale and I spent all our lives in churches. When I was three, I toddled into the room while my mother watching a Christian TV program. I heard what they were talking about and decided to trust in Jesus. Though it wasn’t until I was sixteen that I really began to take that faith in Christ and let it impact the way I practically lived my life, that day was the turning point for the rest of my life.
Seattle
I spent the first couple years after high school attending a local city college; living at home; working on campus and at a Christian bookstore; and enjoying life with my brothers, friends, and family. But the day came when it was time to step out on my own, and for me, that meant taking a huge step. I got up, packed my things, and moved from L.A. to Seattle.
Almost instantly, I fell into a great local church that is adamant about Jesus and his mission and I began to develop friendships that carry on to this day. In 2008, I graduated from Seattle Pacific University with a BA in English, successfully fulfilling a promise I’d made to my great grandparents and to God.
Today
Still living in Seattle, I’m in what seems to be a new phase in life. Finding the career I’m fit for, thinking about settling down, watching the life changes of my dearest friends, determining which town is my home—this is the life I find myself wrapped up in.
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This is awesome. This is an answer to prayer for me. Your friend is right, youv’e needed to do this for a long time. I hope that a prospective employer does read this and get even the smallest clue that he is hiring greatness (borrowed from your Creator, naturally.)
Feel free to use me as a personal reference at any time and I will ramble on about said greatness to said employer.
What? No mention of your incredibly influential, not to mention cool, uncle? Kind of like writing the bio of Stonewall and leaving out Lee; Shemp and leaving out Moe. What gives?
Oh, yeah. World, I’d like you to meet my “incredibly influential uncle.” He used to take me to Dodger games back in the day and may be the one responsible for hard-wiring the word “dude” in my vocabulary. Incredibly influential—you can all thank him.
God bless you as He moves you along the path He’s cut for you.
Eden