My Family Essay

In 1974, my mother, and her lower class family, emigrated from Canada to New City, New York. They moved frequently back and forth between various American and Canadian cities due to my grandfather’s lack of finding long-term employment; he has a book filled with pages upon pages of business cards and papers recording his numerous previous employers. Eventually, my grandfather found a steady job in print, working for the New York Times in 1985, my grandmother opened her own bookstore for a brief period in time, and my mother and her siblings all attended and graduated from four-year colleges. The entire family continues to retain sole Canadian citizenship. As improved a life they have been provided, not all immigration stories have such a happy ending. Most immigrant families coming from south of the United States border, in the same financial situation as my mother and her family had been, will not have such luck. They are stuck in a paradox of stereotypes, between being perceived by the suburban white family as “lazy” or “taking all of our jobs.” Why is it that we turn a blind eye to our neighbors to the north, as if they collectively live up to the stereotype of unfaltering niceness? Though much has been said about these immigrants coming to the United States from Latin America, very little attention is being paid to the immigrants coming from Canada and Western Europe due to prejudice.

In this three-generation of family-of-origin, the family structure was the focus. The research was based on grandparents, parents, and the child who is the student. This paper examined the history of the family of origin background. It sought out any common threads that might run through the history of the family. This paper explored (a) communication and boundaries, (b) emotional triangles, (c) parents, (d) siblings, (e) family stories, (f) expression of emotions, (g) separation, loss, and abandonment, (h) family strengths, success, failure, and mistakes, (i) religion, race, ethnicity and gender, (j) themes, (k) personal impact, and (l) present day impact within

I'm very grateful to have a family that loves me! When the whole family is together, it makes me feel safe, like nothing awful can happen to me; when we are all together they make things easier. My family treats not only me, but others with respect. I always try to avoid thinking about what would happen to me if I didn't have a family. I feel when most people come to think of it, it makes you wonder. Who would you be today? Where would you be today? How would you grow up? It's always those things that get to you. In my opinion, it's safe to say we are all very lucky to be in the country we are in. However, these people include; parents, grandparents, and sister.

As I endured the prospect of creating a genogram, I allowed myself to reflect and interpret the history and impacts that affected my family. During my review of my genogram, I was able to consider my family within a multigenerational, diverse, and socio-political context. By creating a genogram, a dialogue was started within my head and with my partner about which family traits, issues, strengths, and resiliencies made me who I am today. Subsequently, this dialogue made me aware that being raised in a small family has many advantages along with some disadvantages when acquiring information about influences and the history of preceding generations. Consequently, I did not have to contend with many conflicting recollections but I did have to rely mostly on my own memory, public records, and journals to piece together my genogram. Although all things discovered and recollected are not always fortunate on the surface, they subsist as basis to my personal resilience and strength as a gay man.

Family it has so many different definitions and they are different for each person. The dictionary definition is “a group consisting of parents and children living together in a household” or “all the descendants of a common ancestor”. My definition of family can range from blood relatives to friends of the family that have been around for some time that are practically already family. I don’t believe family is people that are just blood but those that have had such a deep/ emotional impact on your life that consider them deeper then friends. Also on the other hand you can have people that are blood with you but not consider them family because of personal or other reasons.

Over the past years of my life, many things have changed, including my friends, lifestyle, religious beliefs and jobs. With everything constantly changing around me, there is one thing that has always stayed the same: my family. When I think about my most blissful moments in life, they all involve my family. My relationship with my parents, brother, husband and children is something that I learn to treasure more and more every day. There are many significant things in my life, but the most important relationship to me is family.

Throughout my high school years, I tend to be a very hard worker. When given an assignment or project, I do not like to procrastinate and wait till the night before it is due to work on it. I like to be organized with my schedule and plan to work on assignments a few days before they’re due so I can double and triple check the work and turn it in with little to no errors. Sometimes I can be forgetful because I am human so I am forced to work on some assignments the night before, but I make sure the assignments I am given are completed. I am also known to be very picky on my likes and don’t likes so it’s harder for me to make decisions by myself compared to when I am around my peers. Needless to say, my family and friends are considered to be a big part of my life since I tend to be around them the most.

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.

Family, when you hear that word what do you think? Most people will think of their siblings or parents, but family is more than that. A family is the people that help you grow up, learn, live, and much more. Your family is filled with people that we love the most and they create memories that last a lifetime.

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.

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.

“Family” is a bit of a weird word for me. It is portrayed as so fundamentally important, “Your family is always there for you.” Movies and televisions shows spin stories about love, about fighting but always making up in the end, about unwavering support and caring. When it’s time to give thanks, be it in a speech or a written blurb, people always thank their families. I did when I was a little kid and had to write little biographies for shows, but that hasn’t happened in a long time. I was one of the only (if not the only) people in my graduating class to not mention their family in their senior thanks. During my church “Coming of Age” program I was the only one who didn’t list family as one of the most important things in my life, and my mother noticed. She was upset. My father doesn’t understand why I don’t go to my aunt or grandparents when I need a favor. “They’re your family!” That’s a loaded phrase.

I belong to many different primary and secondary groups. Some of the primary groups I belong to are, my family group, my close friends and my religious beliefs. I also belong to many secondary groups. They are my distant family relatives, my workplace and my classmates. In my family group the members include my mother, Amanda McDougall, my father, Chris Lee, my brother, Jayden Lee and myself, Mackenzie Lee. I love every member in this group with all my heart. Every member also has a very important role and if one member wasn’t to pull their weight then the group would fall apart. My mother’s role that she partakes in the group, is doing all the motherly chores, such as cleaning the dishes, washing our clothes, sweeping, mopping, etc. She also always makes sure that my brother and I are clean, healthy and most importantly happy. My mother is the most important member in the group in my opinion. If she is even gone for a few hours, the house could be completely clean when she leaves, and by the time she gets back it is a disaster! I greatly appreciate everything my mother does for my brother and I. She doesn’t act like a mother, more like a friend. I feel comfortable to talk to her about anything and I don’t know what I would do without her. She is the strongest person I know. My father also has a major role in the group. My dad goes to work everyday and works his butt off to make sure my mother, my brother and I have food in our stomachs and have nice things. My brother and I

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

Family- a single word, with many different meanings. People have many ways of defining a family and what being a part of a family means to them. Families differ in terms of economic, cultural, social, and many other facets, but what every family has in common is that the people who call it a family are making clear that those people are important in some way to the person calling them his family.