The Unexamined Life is Not Worth Living?

I definitely agree with Socrates, the examined life should NOT be lived.  However, I think it all comes down to this; no one can truly say whether another man's life is worth living or not.  My definition of success or achievement is different from the next person’s, so who’s doing the examinations?  I think it is impossible to go throughout life without reflecting on one’s experiences, but examined or not, we still live though failures and triumphs.  By examining one’s life, he or she can make a better living for themselves by finding their true motives and starting their own pursuit of happiness.  Ralph Waldo Emerson once said, "Life is a journey, not a destination." Life is a journey full of experiences and people should live life to their fullest.  If someone is going through life and has not one purpose or goal set for themselves then they are a waste and simply, should not be living.

Eulogy

Amira Collier, at only 16 years of age, had barely begun her song of life when her spirit left this Earth.  The oldest of four girls, she enjoyed spending time with her family, watching movies and hanging with friends. She wanted to explore the world, like everyone else, and had aspirations of being a commercial airline pilot.  She was passionate about two things and art was one of them.  Amira won a few first place prizes from her pieces, proving her dedication. Her favorite TV shows included Fresh Prince of Bel Air and SNL.  Those who knew her closely knew that she was shy at first but a great listener, a loving person, and down to earth being.  Amira will be remembered by her love of reading, documentaries and chicken.

Amira was always open to trying new things when she was younger and enjoyed her small hobbies of dancing, volleyball and track.  Later in her short life she moved to Chicago from New Orleans.  There she picked up new hobbies and could be found playing basketball and the piano. Music, her second passion, had became something she could not live with out and something she took pleasure in daily after her new interest in the piano.  She liked most genres of music and had been playing the oboe for two years up to her untimely death.  Although she could not hold a tune vocally, she could be found in her home singing throughout the halls. Even if Amira’s song has ended, her melody will linger on. Rest in Peace.