My Family, Friendship, Happiness, And Self Acceptance Essay

Personal values I believe speak a great deal about a person and who they are and I learned that my values reflect just that. During New Start we had an activity in class that forced us to pick from a list of personal values and narrow them down and rank them in order of importance. My top values included family, friends, school, and independence just to name a few. This activity was especially challenging for me but in the end it helped me really look at what truly is important to me. I had to apply this lesson from class in my life sooner than I expected. My grandmother passed away during New Start and I had to decide if I wanted to miss school and be with family but that also meant by missing school I’d be missing out on important information. In the end I choose to go to school the next day and be with my family afterwards. That decision alone was very hard because in a situation such as mine there was a conflict of my personal values my family is very important to me but school is just as important to me. Although it was difficult for me to make that decision but the fact I had the ability to choose between two of my own personal values is why I’ve chosen to place knowing and understanding my personal values as a strength. I know that throughout life there will be times when I will have to choose once again between my personal values and as student like I’ve mentioned earlier I’m going to make those decisions based on what matters to me and what won’t always be there in the end.

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.

To gain happiness, people believe that they should have to change everything about themselves. Meanwhile, when they change themselves they would eventually go back to their old habits. It’s imperative that you’re happy with yourself and have determination to change for the better. The wrong determination to have is to try to fix everything that has gone wrong in their lives. You would need to plan how you’re going to change the way you live. Also, plan how to bring happiness into your life. Assuming changing my relationships with people, how I think of cognitively thinking about things around me, and change the way I see the world.

To a lot of people, having the same blood running through your veins, means a lot. To some it means that it automatically claims you to be family. Others may think being blood related means you’re more important to them then someone who may not be. But to me, blood has nothing to do with who you care about and who you consider family. It doesn’t shape you as a person and doesn’t define who you are going to be. I am adopted, therefore, most of my family and I do not share the same DNA. But I have learned that it doesn’t matter if you have the same color hair as your mother, or the same eyes as your father. What matters is the love and the care that people share for you, that’s what makes you family.

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.

In life people will meet so many different personalities and sometimes those people become some of their best friends. There will be people that will become a best friend, an intelligent friend, a crazy friend, a “hipster” friend, and a “mom” friend. All of these people make the group whole, and life is a lot more fun with them. Every single one of them bring their own special personality to the group. They all are in different categories based on what they do, their priorities, and what it says about them.

It is human nature to want and desire certain things out of life. For the most part, people want the same things. No one is the same as anyone else but we all share the fact that we want to make our lives as good as we possibly can. There are many ways to achieve happiness and everything that is wanted out of life can make you happy. Whatever a person’s truest desire may be, if they obtain that desire they obtain happiness. All that is desired falls under “What will make you happy in life?” We long to be happy, but what gets us there?

My family is like a military unit. My father is our general, commanding and guiding us; my mother is our drill sergeant, training us in the ways of the Force; and finally, my brothers and I are the cadets, representing the future of the unit. My family has strong military ties, which makes me have the particular outlook on family I do, I believe. Families are similar to military units, using training as bonding, and rules to keep order while instilling a sense of purpose.

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.

I twist my fork into the pile of noodles right in front of me in the classiest way possible. I stuff the noodles in my mouth and I'm shocked. These are way better than I ever thought. I stuff even more noodles into my mouth. After five minutes of not so classy eating, I realize that I embarrassed myself in front of my relatives. I look down in embarrassment, but my aunt looks happy. Maybe I'm worrying too much about keeping up a good image in front of my own relatives. Why am I so nervous in front of them? That’s a dumb question because I already know why. Even though they're my biological family, I don't feel a connection to them.

Growing up I was raised in an authoritative house with high expectations and high responsiveness from my parents. I am the youngest and my sister and I are seven years apart. My family is a fun and loving family on both sides, and offer great support for everyone. Growing up I was also close with my mother and father, but my sister and I had some ups and downs because of our age difference. Now that we are both older we have a much stronger relationship. I am very close to my mother’s side of the family as I visit my grandparents very often. On my father’s side, I only usually see that side of the family on holidays after my grandmother died. My relationship with my mother’s side of the family is very strong because I am the youngest of two granddaughters. When I look back on my past relationships with my family and compare them to my present relationships, I am very satisfied with how they are now. As I have gotten older I appreciate family more and see how valuable time with my family really is. When I was younger I was like every other child who just wanted to spend time with friends.

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.

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.

This essay is about how my family has raised me since the day that I was born. Also, I will talk about my illness and the community around me how they have helped me throughout life.

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