My Family Essay

My family is very important to me as I am important to them. They love me, care for me, and do so many things for me that I enjoy and end up giving me a better life growing up my parents did have all of the things I have and they give me these things because they want me to have the life that they wanted growing up. They put me in great education so that I can later in my life find a job and be very successful. They also provide me with the hobbies that they introduced to me that I now love and do just about every day. They also encourage me to be the best at anything I want to be and drive me to school or sports practices. My parents also do my dishes and laundry to make sure I am provided with everyday essentials. My parents work late hours in the night to give me all the things that I have. Even though they have to do all the important things in their life they have always made time for me. They cheer me up when I am down and teach me life lessons on what to do and what not to do so I can can be a much better person. They go out of their way to spend as much time with me like they did when I was a baby so I can develope to be the fun and social person that I am today. Finally they cheer for me at my soccer and basketball games which always shows me they care and makes me want to try my best because I know my parents are encouraging me. These are all the very important reason why I am thankful for my

Growing up as a kid, the people I looked up to the most were my parents. As I got older I started to realize how much I started to influence my sister's and started becoming a role model to them. My family growing up hasn't been the greatest family or really even a normal one from what I think a family should actually be. ️

     The 1950’s were a decade of growth and expansion. Growth of the middle class, expansion of religion and a growing economy kept Americans on the move- literally. Families were moving from the cities and into the suburbs. “This massive shift in population from the central city was accompanied by a baby boom that started during World War II. Young married couples began to have three, four, or even five children (compared with only one or two children in American families during the 1930’s) (The American Story, pg. 729). This style of living began making the immediate

No one has the true opportunity to pick to whom they are born to. They also do not have a say as to how they are raised. In a lovely fantasy, one could say that they did, but realistically speaking, no. The way that one views the world as an adult takes a huge part in how their parents raised them. If they were raised to discriminate against minorities, then more likely than not, they too will do the same; if they were raised in an environment of drugs and alcohol, then a good chance that they will go down the same path as well. How someone is brought up is important because it reflects to how they act in their older years. This can be either fortunate or detrimental to the character’s relationship and a community. Just like I am no different.

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.

My family has been on of the most fundamental parts of my life that has made me who I am. They have cared for me when I am down and have molded me into the a man. My dad has showed me how to be a respectful and hard working person, while my mom has always helped me be caring and compassionate to those around me. Without them, I wouldn't be in the position I am in today. My younger twin brothers help me set a good example and push myself be better. Even my dogs, Maggie and Molly, have helped me throughout my life by showing me unconditional love no matter what is happening. These people, and dogs of course, have given me a firm base to grow on so I can share myself into the person I want to be and make me proud to be a Ryan.

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.

Today families are made up of many different structures. There are nuclear family, single parent family, extended family, and childless family, just to name a few. As I look at my family, amongst the traditional American family we have transitioned from a single parent family into a nuclear family. The transition is similar to a traditional family in our society. The roles of my parents switched on a daily basis which is common in a military family or in any other family.

My family is friendly and welcoming when interacting with other people. My cousin who has been living with his Turkish girlfriend for more than 5 years got engaged. The girlfriend’s parents came to our house to meet the rest of the family. On that day, my aunts cooked the finest dish and the house was basically clean and with some bouquets of flowers. Her parents were so delighted on how close my family is and we instantly created a special familial bound with people that we meet for the first time. My family and I have a strong bond, we are always there for another in any situation. I live in Cambria Heights; my neighborhood is full of Caribbean people especially Haitians. If we are talking to someone and we see that they are Haitians, we constantly speak Creole with them rather than talking in a foreign language.

Each family is unique, as no one family is the same as another. Family is essentially, people who come from the same ancestors. Each family has their own history, immigration, and roots. As I was lucky enough to be born in America, I would have never had to opportunity to be brought into this world as an American without the sacrifices my family made years ago.

I knew from a young age that my family was what one would call, special. This “special” was my normal and my normal was no one else’s normal. Not a day has gone by that I have not been thankful for my Dad and his brothers, they have hard exteriors, but they’re mush on the inside. They are “professional idiots” my Mom would always say.

When someone asks you, who is in your family how do you answer? Do you tell them your mother? Your father? Sisters and Brothers? Do you tell them you don’t have any? Do you say I have family but they are not blood? Do you simply tell them you are alone in the world? Who and what do you consider family?

Talking about family has different meanings for me. As life goes on, I have come to discover

Have you ever wanted something so bad and then once you got it, you realize it was not all that it was cracked up to be? When I was little, I wanted what every other little kid wanted, a sibling. I wanted a little brother to be exact. That is what I asked for every birthday and every Christmas, thinking my parents could just go to the store and buy one. Finally, one Christmas, my wish came true.

The Soka Gakai International building was small and intimate. While it was not extravagantly decorated like most religious buildings it maintained one that was inviting and allowed someone to let their guard down. Once we arrived and heading into the main sanctuary, we were immediately welcomed and asked if we had attended before. Being our first time this was the first instance of family congregation began. Each side of El Paso has been divided into districts. They gave me our district and some names of people to meet after the service. Becoming connected to those in your neighborhood seemed to mean a lot to the leaders. Since I have older children the Young Mens Group leader Mikey came to talk with me and my oldest that is almost 14