My Experience Of My Family

Something in my stomach was telling me I would not see him. I did not tell anyone this though just in case I was wrong. But I was right I always have a way of knowing these things. He heard a knock on the door. A feeling of relief washed over everyone except me. The person at the door was the only policeman in town and Frank the town leader. My mom could not keep it together. It is a hard sight to see when your mom is sad. The person you look up to when you are a kid is crying. That can mess a 6 year old kid up. The time that would take place next went from 0 to 100 so fast. We cremated my dad's body and moved. My mom picked texas because it had good schools. We did not have any family though and sometimes I felt as if that was a bad decision. My mother would not tell me how my dad died until I was 16. Not living without a dad can be hard. When it is at the crucial age of 6. You need a good role model. My brother became my dad if he liked it or not. Everything that happened in my life seemed like a blurr. The fact my dad was dead never really hit me. But it hit me so hard and so fast. It was like a brick wall. I started almost failing my classes, sleeping all the time, eating a lot, not exercising, moping all the time. I still suffer from it today. Back then though I wanted to die. But it is so much better. I learned that I held my mom accountable and my dad for

About a week after that devasting day we had my mothers funeral, at present time it has been six and a half years and my family and I have mourned my mother in different ways. Currently, I just live with my dad, but there others that have been in similar situations because one of every twenty people at fifteen or younger will have gone through the loss of one or both parents (Children and). Also 1.5 poeple have had to live in a single parent home because of a deceased parent (Children and). Although growing up without a mother has been an onerous time and after her death I experienced anxiety, loss of sleep, loss of appetite, and shutting others out, there has been studies that kids that suffer through a loss of a parent worries about other losses that could happen, increase in anxiety, and worries about seperation (Children and). Now being older I just commemorate the happy memories of my mother and believe that life should be lived to its fullest because at any time something unexpected could

My maternal aunt gathered us together and we all sat on the couch. She turned to my mother and told us she had cancer. I looked at my aunt and I did not know what to say or how to respond. Three months later, my father received a phone call from his sister telling him that my pregnant cousin, Elizabeth, was diagnosed with leukemia and had to give birth to her premature baby. She and I grew up in the same house in Arizona and what hurt me the most was not being able to be with her during this difficult time. When we went to visit her in Arizona, my dad told us before entering the hospital room that he did not want us to cry in front of her. I was scared to enter. I did not know what to say to her but I knew I had to be strong. We stayed there for the holiday season but we never celebrated the holidays, that was too

The only time I remember vividly was the car ride home. Slowly driving, my mom being

At last we made it. We were at the place. I was jumping with excitement. Then we went in the place there was 5 puppies in the house. They were so fuzzy. Since we took them outside one of them followed me and my dad. That’s how we pick out our puppy. On the way home, we were passing him around so everyone would see him. When it was my turn he fell asleep on my lap. My mom said to just leave him on my lap so he wouldn’t wake up.

I sat with my dog, Windsor, as my mother told me the news. I could not believe what I had been told. My best friend of eight years, was going to be taken away from me. I had been told that Windsor had snapped at my one year old sister because she got too close to him. He has always been protective of our family. I tried to stay

When I got home I told the tale of glory to my curious younger brother who would go with us the next year. What I didn’t know was that my parents were talking about getting a new puppy.

It was an average weeknight, my brothers and I goofing around, my mom sewing, and my dad was out getting groceries. All of a sudden my dog Rascal started spazzing on the ground and breathing really heavy. It was very confusing at first because he was fine and then he wasn’t. We put a blanket under him and relaxed with him. When my dad came home he said stuff in my private with my mom and they came back in and said it was time for bed. So we all went to bed hoping he was going to be okay.

My mother had come over to pick me up which she usually does not come to pick me up my cousin usually drops me off so I went to get in the car and as I walked around the car I saw a german shepherd.

My dad then told my mom and me that he was going to take her to the vet to be put to sleep. Obviously he didn’t say the “put to sleep” part; I just assumed that being in the state I was in; knowing that the vet wouldn’t be able to fix the mess that had been made just minutes before. Next, he picked her up by using the ugly green rug, my mom opened the door, and he carried her to his ugly green truck. He lifted her inside so that she was facing towards us; so that you could stare deep into her eyes that were as dead as the grass underneath the

When we got home I heard barks coming from the yard,I thought that was the neighbor's dogs buddy, a German shepherd,and Lucy, a golden retriever. But I decided to check the barking out, I open the door to the backyard.I saw a gorgeous chocolate lab with a ocean blue eyes,running towards me.I bend down to pet her silky fur,I could feel the warm sun on my face as I played with the puppy.I saw my dad smiling at me from the big oak tree,I cradled the puppy in my arms and walked over to my dad.I asked him “Is this puppy mine?” he

The environment in which I was raised was very thrilling. My family and close friends have had such an impact on my life and I’ll always be so grateful for them. They are very encouraging and always keep an open mind. I’ve learned so much within my seventeen years of life. As I’ve been growing up they’ve helped me realize that It’s okay if it's not right just keep moving and don't take the melancholy parts of life too hard, always learn to be and have a sanguine attitude. They’re always proud of me no matter what I do or who I am.

I remember when I was 11 years old and my dog, Happy, was sick with cancer. Since the moment we rescued Happy he was the sweetest, most energetic pet I had ever seen. He remained this way over the many years that we had him, hence, his name. I remember the day we decided it was time to let go. We took Happy to the veterinarian clinic and were taken into a little room. All four of us, my brother, my parents, and I, huddled around Happy as he was lying on the counter. The veterinarian gave us some time to spend with him alone and say our goodbyes. When she returned she asked if we were ready and gave him an injection that would take him away from this world forever. Happy was euthanized due to his illness. As terribly

When I was eight years old my parents separated, and they got officially divorced when I was twelve. After my parents separated, my mother took on being a single-parent. My father gave up all his rights to my sister and I. Prior to my parents separating, my family was considered upper-middle class. My dad worked as a computer engineer, and my mom was a stay at home mother. After my parents split, my sister and I went from having everything to nothing in a day. My mom had to move back in with her parents until she could find a full-time job and a place for us to live. Because I have seen my mother struggle as a single-mother, I matured a lot faster than most children my age. Even though we struggled with money growing up, my mother always made it a point to go on vacation yearly with my sister and I; I have been to over 30 states because my mom loves to road trip. Additionally, it has always been a family tradition of ours to go to the state fair every year. Because of my family experience growing up, I am very independent. I also learned to appreciate the little things in life. My mom always taught my sister and I that time spent with family is far more valuable than materialistic things. My mother and I are very close to this day, and I will forever be grateful for everything she has done for my sister and me.

As I step out of my room, it seems to be that everyone is quiet and all the members in the