My Family Essay

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.

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

Researching my family and my background, I have found that I have ancestors from several countries, including Germany, Sweden, England, Ireland, and Scotland. They all came to America for a variety of reasons ranging from religious persecution, hope for a better life with better economic conditions, famine, family issues, and to colonize America.

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.

Feeling the confusion of not knowing my true identity? Starring at the pain of growing up not knowing my father, and watching my mother shut me out to be with a man, she hardly even knows? Watching as the pain and struggle has continuously tormented my heart leaving me the only escape of climbing into the unknown. Moving in with my aunt and uncle saved my life; they gave me the family I have always dreamed for.

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

Researching my family and my background I have found that I have ancestors from several countries including Germany, Sweden, England, Ireland, and Scotland. They all came to America for a variety of reasons ranging from religious persecution, hope for a better life with better economic conditions, famine, family issues, and to colonize America.

I grew up in a small family in India. There were a plenty of things that I was able to learn from my family. I wouldn’t be here, where I am now, without my family. Family defines the most important things in this world. Family is the place where everyone can learn and express the things they learn. I’m grateful for my family. But I still remember the time my parents told me that “we are going to America, the land of dreams.” I was only thirteen years old then. All those years, I lived in my own country, and quickly moving to America was really hard for me. When I came to know this, it was really shocking to me, I couldn’t stop thinking about my life in America. I never stopped to think about the people I was leaving behind, my companions,

When I was younger, my mom would rent out our basement room to single people she would work with in the military. I personally loved it because it meant that there were more people around I could harass into playing with me. However, I was always confused when I would hear my grandparents berate my mother for letting “those people” into our home. I remained confused, until I asked my mother what they meant, and why they were so angry. She described to me how “old fashioned” my grandparents were and how they didn’t believe in surrounding not only the family, but me in particular, with people who identified as ‘gay’. I sat quietly for a long time before my mother asked if I felt it mattered. I responded that I truly didn’t, and carried on with my activities for the day.

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.

As a member of a hispanic family there are many rules that the children of the family have to follow because that is the way the hispanic families do in order to raise the children for them to be successful or have a good future of their own. In my case, both of my parents love me and they raise the best they could do and I am grateful for it because they have always been by my side since day one of my life. They taught me the good behavior that all person should have, they demonstrated me virtues and responsibilities I had to carry since a young age because I am the eldest children in the family of four siblings. It never bother me to be the eldest because taking care of the youngest members was an easy task for me. Yet, as many families

We all have grandparents, but mine is an especially are a big part of my family. Our grandparents do not live close to us, so it’s great when we get to see them. It's especially tough since our family is so far apart. Family is the most important thing in our family. This time was an especially important to our family for a number of reasons.

I most strongly identify with two cultural groups: Judaism and women. This is because I live as a Jewish woman every day. My family is also a part of the Jewish faith. In our family, we value honesty, dedication, and generosity. I have learned that with these values I am a better person. I grew up in an upper – middle class family in North Carolina. My parents believe in hard work and being successful and genuine in everything you do. My ancestors all came from Eastern Russia, but were kicked out because of their religious views. During World War II people of the Jewish faith were forced out of their homes and sent to concentration camps. But, my family was lucky and escaped Eastern Russia. The primary race of my family is Caucasian and the language spoken is English. However, my grandparents on both sides speak Yiddish when they are not around me and my siblings. Unfortunately, I cannot understand anything they are saying, but feel connected to the language because of my faith. My relationship to Yiddish is similar to people’s relationships with the smell of Christmas trees. When I hear it, I feel at home and when people smell Christmas trees they feel connected with the holiday of Christmas.

You would think the average family is both parents living in the same house and everything is fine and peachy. You go away with your family on vacations, you go to family events together and you all and all you have a good time together. In my case my family is nothing like the typically american family, my family has had a lot of problems. When i was about 10 years old in 4th grade my dad stopped living with me, my mom, and my sister. Before this happened the reason my dad left was because he found out my mom was cheating on him. At the time my parents were already having problems. My sister's sweet sixteen was coming and the day before her party my parents had a huge argument. They were fighting about money, my dad was freaking out

The first week of every August my family and I go to Leavenworth, Washington. We have been going for the past 10 years. We stay for a week. We love attending the live summer musicals. The “Sound of Music” has to be my favorite. Monday August 3, 2015 my family and I went to go play putt put golf at the Icicle Creek Inn. We played until my grandparents and my older sister arrived in town. When they arrived at the putt put golf, we finished our game. We sat down, talked and laughed. We decided to go back to our condo to swim. When we arrived at the condo my dad unlocked the door. My younger sister and dad and I were inside first. All of a sudden my older sister yells