My Best Friend And My Boyfriend

My mother was my primary caregiver throughout all of my childhood. While my father was in the picture for a majority of my childhood, he was also a severe alcoholic which greatly impacted my upbringing. My rules, obligations, and expectations were not always set in stone and did often depend on the time, situation, and/or mood of my parents. I think it is normal for parents to differ slightly in their parenting styles occasionally. As a young kid I remember my sister and I being very aware that the mood my mother was in greatly contributed to the outcome of a question or event. I think most, if not all of us can relate to this. Overall however, I would say that my mother had an authoritative parenting style. My mother made is very clear that she was the parent and in charge, however she was welcoming and understanding enough that I felt comfortable coming to her with questions or problems. My mom was also very encouraging and supportive. She always pushed me to do my best but never made me feel bad if I did not reach my goals. I was lucky to have such a great relationship with my mom, not everyone does. As a young teenager I had many friends who would come to me with questions and concerns because they knew my mom was so open-minded and understanding. My mom was always my parent first and my friend second. I knew what was expected of me and I was disciplined for bad behavior, however I always knew I could go to her with anything I needed.

I admire my mother and father because they have experienced several hardships but those experiences set them apart. My mother learned how to keep going when she lost a loved one and my father proved everyone wrong.

I want you to know that since the day we met each other I've fallen in love with you and I continue to fall in love with you. Day by day my love for you becomes overwhelming. I love you more today than I did yesterday, and I'll love you more tomorrow than I do today. There are no words I can come up with to express the feelings I feel in my heart. You make my days feel special, I look forward to always getting to talk to you. You are now an important part of my life. You have engraved yourself into my heart and soul. I don't know what I would do without you. You are my best friend and my one true love. I need you in my life, you keep me happy and just make me feel wonderful. I treasure every moment we spend together. The good and the bad moments. I hope we can learn, grow, and appreciate the moments we do have.

In December of 2008, my wife and I found out we would be having our fourth child. We were living in Sugarloaf Key, FL while I worked in Key West, FL. Due to some unforeseen circumstances with our land lord, we terminated our lease in Sugarloaf early, rather than trying to find a place for the remaining six months we would be there. We moved the family back home to North Carolina over the Christmas break from school. I still had six months or so remaining before I transferred to my new job in Tybee Island, GA. The military had moved us before, being a military family moving was a bitter sweet occurrence. The family adjusted well and settled right in. Having family close by to help ease this transition helped out greatly. The fourth addition to our family was developing on schedule, regular doctor visits, and checkups. We decided that he would be born in NC since my wife was comfortable with the doctor she was already seeing. The estimated delivery date also worked with my work schedule and being home for the birth.

Comparing my friends in high school to my friends as a child, I notice numerous similarities, however, there are many differences as well. My childhood friends were outgoing and considered new challenges an adventure. My friends in high school are outgoing and their adventurous qualities remind me of my childhood friends. My friends as a child were troublemakers, we always created a hectic environment wherever we went. My current group of friends are even wilder and create more trouble than my friends from childhood, although in different ways. Growing up, I could rely on my friends for help with homework, helping solve my issues at home, or just being there and having a good time. My

They say families always are there for you all the time that they are the most important people in your life. In this case, that is true they are, but at the same time friends become more than that which makes them be part of the family. The people that help me accomplish my goals would be my mom, stepfather and my boyfriend.

It is not easy, moving back home with your parents as an adult. Especially when you are the parent of grown children yourself. Due to circumstances beyond my control, that is what I had to do. Although I had been out of my parents home for over thirty years and had been married (and divorced) moving back home kind of felt like I had never left. I believe that is because my parents were treating me as though I was the unruly teenager I once was. That and the fact I was in MY bedroom. I choose to do my relationship analysis paper on my relationship with my mother Juanita. My mom has Alzheimer's, and communication can be frustrating at times. The three communication concepts I will focus on are, 1. Becoming a better listener, 2, Expressing myself to her in a way she can better understand and 3. Paying better attention to her nonverbal cues. I love my mother dearly, and want to be able to communicate with her the best we can.

When I was really young I didn’t go to summer camp, I would spend it with my cousins on Cape Cod. From age 3 to 9 we would spend at least half the summer there, going to the beach and spending time with my family. I went to rec camp for 2 weeks when I was going into Second grade, but it wasn’t memorable apart from the visit to Funtown Splashtown.

This is the story of how I met my best friends Oscar. It was mid July and I was dreadfully bored. Other kids my age were probably seeing the latest movie or going to a cool waterpark, but not me. Out here in Montana nothing fun happening, so all i was doing was staring out the window and looking across the endless fields. “Alphonse!” my called, “Time for dinner!” I know weird name, right? But as I slowly chewed my food, i tried to come up with something to do but realized that today would, again, be a dull day.

Ever since I can remember, I’ve always said that if I could have even just one wish, it would be for a teleporter from my home here in Iowa where my dad lives, to my home in Virginia where my mom lives. My family is huge; but it’s also split up. My parents have been apart basically since I was born. I have to travel back and forth between them constantly, because they live about 1200 miles away from one another. It wasn’t easy to deal with as a little kid… and it still isn’t. But what had happened one year, before I went back to Virginia with my mom for summer break, would change everything. And what I was to learn from it was even bigger.

“Hello, do you want to be my friend?” Wow, what a childish thing to say. Nevertheless, it was from my mouth in which these words came out of. I remember constantly saying this exact line to almost everyone I know, and the response I got was always something similar to a smile and “of course”, what happens after this is playing for hours on end and departing when our parents dragged us home. That was how I lived my childhood, making new friends wherever I go and ending everyone with separation due to our parents. During those times, I would be so annoyed with my mom, dragging me home every time we started to have fun. I now realize it was because we were a mess, covered in dirt and due to the fun we were having we didn’t even realize it was raining. But when I had realized this care that my parents had for me it was too late, my parents had divorced and I was left with my dad.

My family may not be the tightest, or richest, but my parents love me and would do anything for me. My parents made me who I am, my mom told me to be humble and never judge a person because who knows what that person has been through. On the other hand there's my dad, who taught me a lot about the real world, and life is not as easy as I thought and you'll need money to have a decent life, so stay in school, because school the only way for a better life. My oldest brother probably taught me the most though. He tells me about sports and who got traded or hurt, he tells me about politics. They are the reason I am me. After all, if I was raised by my uncle, I think I wouldn't even think about going to college, I would prolly live in Norwood all my life following in his footsteps, but I wasn't, I was raised by two supporting parents, who wants me to have a better life than them and will make sure I will. My family made me who I am, with my dad lectures about me needing to work for what I want, to my mom's kindness and showing me how to treat others no matter who they are.

Here is a not so very brief timeline of how I became friends with my best friend, Madilynn Carbajal. Madilynn, she also goes by madi, more commonly is my best friend, without a doubt. At first I’m like, woah, she’s a basic white girl with a mexican last name. She is a white mexican, her mom is white, and her dad is mexican. Ben, her dad is a really cool dude, Rochelle is too (but in lady form, not dude form) Madi has a twin brother Mayson, and he’s a bit of an idiot. Madi dances at Dr. Slaughters. Madi is a very emotional person, and she cries a lot. And being friends with her I’ve learned how to be a better friend, how to comfort someone, and that’s one thing I can never ever thank her enough for.

Jimmy my best friend who is always with me where I go and when I need him. Jimmy support me in many ways, He is always there for me. He is a unique best friend I have in my life. Jimmy become my friend in July 2008, when I was in need of somebody for support, guide, I find Jimmy. To help me out. Without jimmy I would not be able to do things by myself.

My family mean the most to me. My family is everything to me, they have helped me get to where I am today and they will continue to help me grow and thrive. My family is not the average one mother one father one girl and one boy. My family has one dad, one mom, 4 girls and 2 boys. Plus a little dog that goes by the name Jingles. My family is not like other families, we have a 7 seater car and when all of us want to go we squeeze in. My family is really close too. I usually have people ask me if I get along with my siblings and I say Yes! Honestly the other day all 6 of us kids we sitting in the living room and my sister was tapping on her cup of juice with her ring and we all started to head bang, and just little dance moves in our seats on the couch. I don’t understand how most families don’t get along, yes, my family has fights and we get mad but at the end of the day these people will always love you and will always help you.