Descriptive Essay : Becoming A Family

Family! Family! Family! Family can be a wonderful thing. It can be healthy or unhealthy. It can be functional or dysfunctional. Family means different things to different people. Some families are loving and close. Some families are mean, hateful, and distant. There are different types of relationships within a family unit. Relationships can be enmeshed, detached, or disengaged; these types of relationships are unhealthy. The family system can be open and homeostatic; these kinds of relationship are healthy. We are all born into different families with different situations. Sometimes life can be hard, with all of its facets and difficulties, and ups and downs. Looking at the past of one 's life can be a happy event for some, but for others, it can be tormenting to have to reminisce about the past.

For me, I like to define a team as a group of people who have a same goal that come together to reach that goal and make it a reality. Whether people know it or not they always live and share their life with others as a team. There are family members at their home, work colleagues at their workplace, and teammates in their sport team. There is a team in a relationship. It is something we all need to be

The world was soft and warm. There were sweet voices and bright colors that surrounded me, begging for comfort. I lay with my small body swaddled in a blanket, resting on a soft green sofa. My head propped up on a plump pillow facing the fireplace. The sound of the sweet voice in my ears and the smooth blanket eased my aching. My brain pulsed behind my eyelids with every movement. My bones were stiff and sharp, but still gave me the urge to move them awake again. I arch my back and widened my arms, my fingers outstretched to the room. My hand falls on something wet and cold. I grasp it and am met with a hot slimey tongue over my fingers; a greeting. I turn to meet the wide brown eyes of my companion, the one who refused to leave my side from the beginning of my harsh fever. He whined and laid his jaw on my belly, still not taking his big eyes off me.

There are many different types of ways to define a family. Many people think that family is considered to be someone who is related to you, but it can be a person or group of people who has always been there for you, who has helped you, who will care for you, and who has made you a better person. Family consists of a group of people who care and look out for each other.

My team is my family. My coaches are like my parents and my teammates like my sisters. We've grown up together, seen each other through the good and the bad, gone through all the blood sweat and tears, and been there when needing a cry or a laugh. No matter what kind of a day I am having, I go to practice and they just make everything better. My coaches are always there to give me advice and be a second parent towards me. We are like a small community who in our heads just assume we're somehow related and God just forgot to make it official.

A team is a group of people working together in a related field to achieve an agreed goal, target or objective. In order to attain the overall goal activities and tasks are shared between the team members with give individuals their roles and responsibilities.

When I first looked for a topic, it was harder than I thought. As I picked up my pen and paper everything evanesced. When the topic searching wasn’t going well, I tried to define the word family. Ooh did I think long and hard, but realized that everybody’s definition was personal and different based on their feelings and memories. I thought long and hard into my family history and adorned the memory of our vacation to South Dakota, along with the activities attached to the trip. In my family narrative, I will be explaining a family trip to Mt. Rushmore, Kalahari, and the wild experience of standing in a glass box staring down from the Willis Tower, trying to unlock my personal definition of the word family. Now, let’s jump to the exhilarating trip to South Dakota!

A team is a group of people who are committed to achieving a common goal. Teams are routinely found in government, business and sports. When individuals harness their collective power they are often able to exceed expectations.

They say a team is like a family but, to me, this beyond true. When I transferred to Northwest Catholic last year as a junior, I knew no one at this school. I was so intimidated about the school year and starting over that I had the fear that every high school student had; fitting in. Fortunately, I had decided to join the cross country team and my worries went away. I was immediately welcomed onto the team and found myself surrounded by encouraging teammates and coaches. I made friends who I believe I will keep in touch with for a lifetime and gave me the confidence I needed to, not only make it through, but thrive in my junior year. I know I have not been on the team for a long time but the sense of unity, friendship and encouragement that

Team sports are way more than what they seem to be. Some people see them as entertainment and fun, but team sports teach many lessons. It is easier to win sticking together than trying to win single-handedly. It seems like just a team, but they’re not just a team. They are family.

Your team, becomes your second family when times get hard and a support system when you need someone to be there for you. You experience pain, lose and triumph with every single one of your teammates by your side. On the field or court, it doesn’t matter what clique or group of friends you belong to, your team always accepts you with all your flaws and imperfections. In a post called “What Does It Mean To Be A Teammate?” Carley Hopton shares that, “Being a teammate is a special privilege; you have an opportunity to be part of something special with others who share similar interests. When I think of being a teammate, I think about being supportive no matter what and being open to communication” (Hopton). A good teammate should always be willing to stay after practice or help other girls or boys that may be struggling with a certain drill and or technique. Sometimes, athletes prefer to receive feedback and constructive criticism from teammates. As a team, you grow together and as individuals you push each other to go one step further. Being apart of something special makes you

Upon arriving at the fields I noticed many familiar faces among the crowd. I spotted several of my club soccer teammates; they had an earlier time slot for training and when their training drew to a close I noticed they were crying. We were more like sisters than teammates, and I wanted to help comfort them. Walking over to them, I expected to hear that they had not made the ODP team but was shocked when they told me “Larissa (our teammate) was in an accident, and she may not survive”. At that moment I had never felt so hopeless, not being able to help the person I called my best friend, my teammate, and my sister.

Determining family structure and dynamics as well as defining the family is a complex process. Personally, I come from a very traditional family. Much like the assumptions made by the students in the article Defining Family: Young Adults’ Perceptions of the Parent-Child Bond by Mellisa Holtzman (2008). This is what comes to mind when most people define family; a nuclear family, with married parents, and biological children. However, a family is a complex system and can take on many different forms.

After the game, no one came near me, the disappointment of my teammates clear on their faces. I remember the blank expression my coach gave me. After that game, he didn’t seem like my coach at all, but a stranger who had severed any connection with me. Luckily, with a swoop my dad picked me up in his arms, saving me from the embarrassment of my loneliness and failure.

Everything was about to change, we wouldn’t order take-out on Sundays, it was a big deal, I was losing my best friend, the only father figure I have ever had so far. I watched him taking all of his stuff out of the apartment, I was getting more and more mad. Wasn’t our beautiful relationship enough to make him stay? I even blame myself I thought I had done something wrong, maybe wearing his clothes and leaving them all messy, I apologize and swear not to do it again, but it didn’t matter the decision was already made.