How I Have A Family

There are many different kinds of families that range from traditional (i.e. married) to untraditional families such as divorced, remarried, same- sex, and brady-bunch style. In this day and age, the overall consensus is that families vary and that is okay. There is no right or wrong way of doing things anymore, at least to some extent. I come from a family that is divorced and remarried a few times, and I have many brothers and sisters that share anywhere between all blood, some blood, and no blood. I love them all the same. For my case study project, I thought it would be interesting to observe a family which is somewhat similar to my own.

I am a part of a blended family; therefore, I have a huge family with a number of sisters and brothers. At home with my mother and stepfather, Sidney, I live with my older brother, my younger sister, my older step-sister and younger step- brother in our home in Desoto. Twice a month I get the opportunity to visit with my dad in Dallas, the Bishop Arts District. When me and my other siblings go to visit with my dad we live with our step-mother, Stephanie, my younger sister and younger brother. I like having a blended family, I get more

My family is anything but ordinary, but it is this uniqueness that has shaped me into the person I am today.  I grew up in an Indian family of 9...yes 9! It’s not that I have 6 other siblings; alongside my parents and older brother Jaineel, I also live with my aunt, uncle, two cousins, and grandfather. Indian tradition calls for the sons of the family to care after their parents when married, so my dad and and his brother deemed the best way to fulfill this role is to have a joint family with their father, wives, and children. My cousins, Annika and Zuri, have been by my side since day one and are truly considered my sisters.  Living with so many people had changed me for the better; I have learned to greatly appreciate the love, support, and

Everyone has a heritage, where they came from, where they developed into who they are today. Your family stems from your heritage and definitely forms you into the person you become. Barbara Kingsolver goes into depth on the concept of family in her essay, “Stone Soup,”. Throughout this essay, Kingsolver specifies how despite some families have gone through broken places and had to overcomes struggles and had to restructure their life, they are still a family, regardless they are not the common “traditional family” that everyone expects to see. Kingsolver describes how each family is positioned into these “family of dolls” with specific roles for each member and then goes on to explain how the “traditional families” in society put these negative labels and break down “nontraditional families” simply because they are not the same.

My aunt and her 4 adult children is my immediate family. My aunt’s 4 children also have children as well, and my aunt hold most us together financially. There’s not many roles in my family, but my aunt’s son and I are important in my aunt’s stability for transportation, helping with house chores, and organizing family issues and events. My Jamaican family all are separate and do not have a strong connection. I have not spoken to them in years, so I have a disconnect to their

There are all sorts of different families, Katie. Some families have one mommy, some families have one daddy, or two families. And some children live with their uncle or aunt. Some live with their grandparents, and some children live with foster parents. And some live in separate homes, in separate neighborhoods, in different areas of the country - and they may not see each other for days, or weeks, months... even years at a time. But if there's love, dear... those are the ties that bind, and you'll have a family in your heart, forever (Williams, Garces, Radcliffe & Columbus,

My family was different, though, my mom worked and made money for our family, and my dad, having multiple illnesses including multiple sclerosis, history of addiction, and many eye problems as well, went from low paying job to low paying job based on how physically capable he was at the time. I was used to our busy schedule and limited amount of family time. My family dynamic was always normal to me until I moved schools and everyone else’s family worked differently than mine. I suddenly felt embarrassed to talk about my family and closed myself off from letting

The few times we did get to spend time together as a family, it wouldn’t feel like it. I knew all the relationships between my family members. I was the one who they told everything to but ask me not to tell anyone. This was a lot of weight on my shoulders because I began caring for everyone else’s relationships; especially my mom’s because my brother and sister would argue

family consists of two brothers, two sisters, my Mom / Stepfather, and my Dad /

It is my belief that recognizing any family structure or definition is important, as the traditional version may be skewed in so many ways, without knowing or recognizing the “family” that people we run across may come from. We can also learn from other family definitions to build upon our own themes, rules, and beliefs. Adding stigma and prejudice toward families different from our own not only alienate the members, but can add unnecessary stress upon that family system. Stress in any family system can be seen as either an adaptation potential or a negative force. Many effects on the

I come from a family of six: my parents, my two brothers, my sister, and me. In addition to my personal family, I have a very large extended family with many cousins my age and aunts and uncles that never miss an opportunity to joke around with me. From seeing my relatives at coffee and dinner on Sundays, you can sometimes

A family can be defined in many ways, but the common denominator in all is the love and fulfillment one gets by being surrounded by family members. Families can sometimes be at odds with each other, but the strain of this type of relationship usually creates an upsetting feeling to the people involved. People want others to rely on, talk to, do things with, share, love, embrace, and be part of. No matter what the family dynamic is the qualities the word family has will remain the same, as time goes by, and life evolves once again for every person living their

Families have their own ways of getting along and getting through tough and emotional times. Some talk it out and some even just give nothing but silence to each other. Some can't even forgive each other for years and years. All of that sounds so bad to go through. Even though there are those times of disagreement there are families who have a blast with each other. Theres so many different ways problems can be solved, but I love how unique my family gets through things. Now your views of a family being happy and my views are gunna be different. You may even say my views sound like an unhappy family. Even if you don't agree with my family ways doesn't mean it doesn't work. In this essay I'm going to try and show you my views both happy and unhappy families in my experience.

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

I have a great family, that I can truly say love me, support me and stand by me 100%. In my younger years I was raised by my mother who was a single mother of two children. Growing up for me not only in the United States but in Brooklyn, New York was difficult at times. My mother is Haitian and her children are American. She tried hard to instal the values and traditions she had growing up in Haiti but being in a different country made it difficult and caused a lot of conflicts. I have to say that as a child I didn’t understand my mother or appreciate her sacrifice and hard work to raise two children on her own. My mother was a very hard working women and would work long hard hours to be able to provide for us. She tried her best to install in me the importance of work and education. But yet as a young black man being raised in America I needed and wanted more then she could give or provide. I wanted to be the same as everyone else, I wanted to fit in, with me friends and peers. However with all she’d given it just wasn 't enough for me as a young man and I needed and wanted more from her and life. I feel like now looking back at my younger years I was confused at what was really important. I wanted to fit in and be just as American as the rest of my friends, my peers, my neighbors. At that time I felt that having the latest and the greatest was all that mattered. Truth is my mother did provide for all of my needs and if