My Family Essay

Family! Family! Family! Family can be a wonderful thing. It can be healthy or unhealthy. It can be functional or dysfunctional. Family means different things to different people. Some families are loving and close. Some families are mean, hateful, and distant. There are different types of relationships within a family unit. Relationships can be enmeshed, detached, or disengaged; these types of relationships are unhealthy. The family system can be open and homeostatic; these kinds of relationship are healthy. We are all born into different families with different situations. Sometimes life can be hard, with all of its facets and difficulties, and ups and downs. Looking at the past of one 's life can be a happy event for some, but for others, it can be tormenting to have to reminisce about the past.

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 grew up with both of my parents and three siblings, my family is extremely close, so close that everyone needs a break from one another from time to time. My family is far from perfect, I am not the oldest child but I always took on that role as being the oldest sibling. The one who watches my two younger siblings when both of my parents weren’t home. My older brother Aubrey was supposed to be the one who watched over us but he never did. He spent his days locked away in his room, or nat at the house at all. Taking on the role of almost a mother figure to my younger siblings was difficult. I had to learn to be selfless and not just think for myself at an early age. When my mom didn’t come home till after twelve to escape my dads drunkness or my dad was laying out drunk in the bedroom. I was the one who fed my little brother and sister. I was the one who cleaned up the room the three of us shared. I was the one who helped them with their homework, who did my little sister's hair. I didn’t realize how much mature I became because of this responsibility till I was in high school and was referred to as Mom by the basketball team. I’ve always thought that I was the same as any teen immature, reckless, and carefree. That wasn’t the case at all I had many responsibilities like babysitting my siblings,washing and folding our clothes, making sure they get their chores done. I did this because I knew my father drank because of our financial situation, not being able to pay the

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.

My family on the outside is definitely the kind of family people automatically have an assumption about at first glance, and I know exactly what those assumptions are, my family looks like the typical middle-class family you see every day. We’re white, average heights, looks, jobs, everything about us looks average. What people didn’t know about my family growing up and still don’t know is that my family is not necessarily average. I first noticed that my family was different when I was seven years old. My parents would argue every single day and I don’t know exactly what happened when I turned seven, but at that point in my life was like a realization moment for me, I realized that I didn’t know anyone else who had parents that would argue every day and night nonstop over nothing and everything.

There are many traditions in my family that we take part in. Some are sports such as baseball, basketball and football. others are holiday traditions such as Christmas and the Fourth of July. Many people have traditions that have been passed down from their ancestors but some traditions are what they have created as a family. I have lots of each of these but a few that I have chosen are Christmas traditions like Christmas trees and stockings. Others are baseball or the fourth of July. We all have traditions we love doing and many we all share with each other.

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

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

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

“Family: a group consisting of parents and children living together in a household.” In 2017 we have several different types of families. In current times, single families are not the majority type of family. Stepfamilies and single families dominate. Luckily, I have been blessed with the fact that my parents are still together, making my family a “traditional” family. Of course my family has had a positive effect on me. They helped form me into the person I am today. Like every other family, we have our defects. In my house, we have five residents: My mother, my father, my sister, my niece, and myself. Everyone in my family tends to have many of the similar traits and personalities. I blame a majority of our personalities on our heritage

My family is very important to my identity and to me. Lauryn londyn , my baby sister is my favorite sibling. I can't really say why maybe its because shes a baby or because she's the cutest baby in the world. She really affects my life because i feel like if it wasn't for her i wouldn't really bond with my other siblings. She brings my family together. When she walks or even try and talk everyone in the house wants to see. I wouldn't go in my parents room or come out my room if lauryn's not around. When she was a just a couple weeks old i would always go get her and put her in my room. I would always watch her, we would watch tv together, listen to music together, and eat together. She brings the good out of me.

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.

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.