Essay About My Family

Having my dad around all the time wasn’t my everyday routine. I’d see him once or twice a week so I wasn’t very much used to see him every day. One day I came home after school and he and my mom were on the balcony talking, the notice I was staring, they both looked at me and called for a family meeting by the tone of their voices I could tell there was

I never realized how hard it’d be to come out, especially to family members. I have yet to come out to my parents, but I have to some of the other members of my family. My family isn’t, let’s just say “not” that supportive of that community. Having have heard the many things they’ve said about how they dislike the LGBTQIA+ community and people that are a part of it, I’ve still been scared to come out to them; with the fear of them not wanting me, or disowning me. That fear lurks within me, like a shadow that comes out during the night.

Intro: No one on this earth is created equally. If everyone was the same, Would we get along? No. Our Differences as humans cause us to create a discussion with other people, and get to know each other better through conversation. Also, understanding and respecting other people helps us grow .If we were all the same there would be nothing to learn about other people. We wouldn’t make friends. Finding something in common with someone creates a special bond because not everyone has that in common. Everybody has their own interests, preferences, and character traits. Not even twins are the same people, even though they are identical they develop their own interests. Nobody in this world is just like me, and nobody ever will be.

All of my life all I ever wanted was to be accepted by my family. Both families said negative things about me all the time. My mother’s side of the family would say things like, “oh, she is crazy just like her father’s side”. In other words they were saying I was mentally challenged and had behavioral health problems. That was something I didn’t see, understand nor did I know anything about. Then my father’s side of the family would say things like, “oh, she is just like her mother’s side a whore sleeping around with men”. We know now where that came from because my father was married to someone else when I was conceived. Oh well, it is what it is.

As any other kid all I wanted growing up was a family like the fairytales. A prince charming dad and princess as a mom ,but like always nothing is what it seems. Many people do not cherish family until some death or terminal illness occurs. I am going to talk about two major impacts in my life.

Did you know the name Keller is actually a german word for cellar or basement? Although the origin of the name is not usually common knowledge, the name Keller is a pretty big name in the Tongue River Valley where I have resided the past 4 years of my life. For generations, the Kellers have built houses, preached the gospel, raised children, and made lifelong friendships in this small town. Having this already established connection with the community and it’s residents is such a blessing, yet I’ve discovered that it can also have some faults. The past year, I have pushed myself to become more independent and socialize outside of the comfort zone that my family has established for me.

Ever since I was born my mother has been supporting our family all by herself. She so often asked for help from family members and friends, but ultimately she was the one holding our family together. When I was younger, I never actually understood how bad my mother was struggling to keep our family together. I’ve never seen her cry, or break down over the stress she is under. I always thought my life was great until I got older and started realizing that there’s more to the story. I’m very grateful to have everything that I have, but it’s not the same when I see others with a better.

My family and I are all Catholic. I owe a lot of my values and love and character to my faith. Faith is so important for all of my family members. Ve base all of our family values and what we do off of God and the teaching of the faith. From my parents, to my cousins, to my grandparents, faith is the cornerstone of out life. To be initiated into my Catholic faith, I was Baptized. I was Baptized in October 29, 2006 at St. Anselm Church in San Anselmo. This was a big celebration for my and all of my family and close family friends were invited for this special day. I don’t remember much from this day, but I know I was very well behaved, wink, wink! The atmosphere was amazing. The fact that I was going to become a part of the Catholic Church was a big deal for all of my family and friends. I had two Godfathers when I was baptized. One of them was our good family friend, Loic. I am so grateful that he my Godfather because he is always there, and I am so happy that he is close to our family. My other Godfather was my my uncle, Chuck. He had always been the best joke teller, but he is also a very important part of my extended family. I am so grateful that both of these guys became my Godparents.

I most strongly identify with two cultural groups: Judaism and women. This is because I live as a Jewish woman every day. My family is also a part of the Jewish faith. In our family, we value honesty, dedication, and generosity. I have learned that with these values I am a better person. I grew up in an upper – middle class family in North Carolina. My parents believe in hard work and being successful and genuine in everything you do. My ancestors all came from Eastern Russia, but were kicked out because of their religious views. During World War II people of the Jewish faith were forced out of their homes and sent to concentration camps. But, my family was lucky and escaped Eastern Russia. The primary race of my family is Caucasian and the language spoken is English. However, my grandparents on both sides speak Yiddish when they are not around me and my siblings. Unfortunately, I cannot understand anything they are saying, but feel connected to the language because of my faith. My relationship to Yiddish is similar to people’s relationships with the smell of Christmas trees. When I hear it, I feel at home and when people smell Christmas trees they feel connected with the holiday of Christmas.

My family? You actually want to use these few minutes to read about my family? Well, let me just say one thing: we are all so, very different. So, making connections is easier said than done. Yet, I have made a few crucial connections with my cousin Hayley, my cousin P.J., and my mother.

I am unique in many ways and this due to the many influences in my life. What makes me so unique is my family background, my personality, and my everyday experiences.

No one can’t meet a family like mine’s. My family is well diversified. Every family member plays an important role in all my family’s lives. In my family, there are four people: my father, my mother, my little brother and me. My father is one who brings money home and is also responsible for organizing and planning family trips. My mother is the one who is in charge for making meals and makes sure everyone eats at the appropriate times. My little brother is the pet of the family. He actually doesn’t have any responsibilities, for he’s the pet. I am the rock of support in my family. I always go beyond my parents’ expectations. I also support my younger cousins and little brother, by being a role model that they can look up to. Another

Every aspect of life plays an important role to my life, as I continue to understand about myself. Throughout the process of gathering informations about the three generations of my family, I have learned many new information regarding myself. Sometimes these information can become severe as the time passes, which can change my life in many different directions. With this being said, cancer and diabetes can play an important role in my life, according to my family genome. There are many aspects to genetics that can affect how a person is developed throughout their life. My development is due to my family’s values, beliefs, genetics, and traditions.

The family is very important, no matter what background or culture you come from. Your family is how you begin your life, they help you grow and develop into who you are, who you want to be, and how you want to be. With that said, some families aren’t as intimate as others, certain circumstances cause an impairment in their bonds and connections. Although my family isn’t the most well-knit family, I am a strong believer that family should stick together no matter the circumstance is, no matter their differences nor their misunderstandings.

My family is very important to my identity and to me. Lauryn londyn , my baby sister is my favorite sibling. I can't really say why maybe its because shes a baby or because she's the cutest baby in the world. She really affects my life because i feel like if it wasn't for her i wouldn't really bond with my other siblings. She brings my family together. When she walks or even try and talk everyone in the house wants to see. I wouldn't go in my parents room or come out my room if lauryn's not around. When she was a just a couple weeks old i would always go get her and put her in my room. I would always watch her, we would watch tv together, listen to music together, and eat together. She brings the good out of me.