My Family Experiences

Family Experience My family has been a huge influence on my life choices, as well as my career choices. The concept of helping and being there for someone in need has always been a strong characteristic for my family. No one goes through a hard ship alone, nor does anyone never have someone they can’t count on. I feel the strong sense of helping that was instilled me since I was young has been an important driving factor in my choice to have a career in a helping profession, such as becoming a registered

Alongside my parents I migrated to the US at only two years old. We had no permanent home which is why we became so close to each other. One year later my sister was born and we spent most of our together since now we moved almost yearly. We became close and during high school it was the same and she is the reason I became passionate about mental health. During her transition into and the first two years of high school she became depressed and self-harming. It took me years to accept and realize

This experience has been emotionally demanding for me and a bit awkward. First off, immediate family speaking, we have an implicit norm of not offending people by criticism their actions but also, it’s weird to compliment people on their behaviour. We stick to “thank you”, “I appreciate what you did” and when there is a behaviour we find annoying we don’t say a word. As for my big family, in which I include my immediate family (mom and brother), my boyfriend and my local church, we are “allowed”

Disneyland where they will experience a dream of a lifetime. One moment I want to experience again is when my family took me to Disneyland especially when my father was still alive. My father died of pancreatic cancer when I was five years old, but I did not understand the concept of his death, so I did not feel any sadness or grief for him until I was eight years old where I finally understood the impact of his death which struck me to tears. I have heard mostly good things from my mother and other close

I belong to a family of seven, me being the second oldest. It can be extremely challenging to be an older and younger sibling, especially with so many things to do. My siblings and I have been through alot together. Even though we fight, they are my closest friends. One incident that brought us really close took place about four years ago in June. Every year we go to Bearlake for our family trip. While we were there, we spent most of our days at the beach in the sun with the glimmering blue water

day my mom told me that my family and I were going to China. I was very young, about 6, and I really didn’t know what to expect. At the time, I remember feeling a rush of mixed emotions. I felt excited, unsure, and maybe even a little scared, but there was one thing I knew I could look forward to, and that was meeting my grandparents for the first time. When we first landed in China, I saw many people that looked like me. In a way, I felt very welcome. As I toured Beijing and Shanghai with my family

All of my life I had always had plenty of friends. I lived in the same neighborhood for a good part of my childhood, where there were plenty of children my age. I grew up with most of my friends, I knew them so long I could not even remember the first time I met them. When my family moved due to my father’s promotion, I was so excited for a change in scenery that it never occurred to me I would be leaving all my friends behind. Upon arriving in our new home I realized all the people I had grown close

Learning about my heritage and my family has always fascinated me, and doing this cultural genogram was an awesome experience to learn more about my family. To complete this project I interview my mom who is the genealogist for both sides of my family. My nuclear family is small and predominately female, and it consists of my dad, Edward-age 65, my mom, Wendy-age 57, my older sister, Julie-age 23, and myself-age 19. Right now my parents have been married for 30 years and have entered the are

My family is as close as peas in a pod. I have four siblings; three sisters and a brother. My oldest sister, Brianne, is 23, my second oldest sister, Stacia, is 21, my brother, Kelton, is 18, and my little sister, Shaney, is 12. When I was younger, I never understood why I had to spend so much time with my family. I wanted to be adventurous, do my own thing, and talk to my friends. Whenever we went on family vacations I had a spectacular time, but I took the family time for granted. It seemed like

My family, friends, and teachers have all nurtured my character, in one way or another. There are some experiences, however that seem to stand out a little more. They seem to be at the tip of my mind. The memories of a loving grandmother who makes me laugh, the one who keeps me going, one who demonstrates a love like no other. In my years, I have seen her invest in an abundance of people. She has led some to Christ. For others, she has offered her hands and feet, in times of need. As for me, she