My Family : My Dad

My grandmother and her siblings lived near a grocery store with old fashion wooden floor as well as freshly picked fruits and vegetables from the farm. My grandmother stated the rent prices was different compare to her days and her oldest sister had to pay only $6.50 for rent. My grandmother said back in her time a nickel was worth a whole lot and If you had a dime you were considered to have a lot of money. To return to the subject, after losing their mother, another tragedy strikes seven years later when my grandmother finds out her younger sister Veronica got married. My grandmother stated from her days you could get married at the age of fifteen if you had parents ' permission. Everyone was so upset because he or she thinks her sister was too young to get married and did not trust her husband. My grandmother said he kept saying he would kill somebody and go to jail. My grandmother said her sister husband started to give her bad vibes. To change the topic my grandmother also said one day when her sister was in bed trying to go to sleep her husband was in the bathroom taking a bath. She felt something poking at her side and turn around to see what it was. It was a bunch of knives in the bed with her. Fear for her life she left silently while her husband was still in the bathroom. One day my grandmother sister spouse had called her sister to meet him on the track. Hesitant she went to meet him that morning. After my grandmother sister was done talking to him, she turns to

Many of us have had that one pet, or one family member that we are close to, whether we bonded well with them or we feel like we can tell them anything and they will never tell anyone. This experience for me has been my dog, Lucas, a chocolate and tan dachshund, his story isn’t well known or known by many, but to me he is my fighter and my best friend.

I grew up in a household slightly different from the average household. This abnormal household showed me that no matter the family unit someone can have a positive influence in their life that will push them to achieve their goals. We lived in Maryland so the cost of living was high my parents had to work multiple jobs. This means my brother and I really had little to none parental or supervision growing up. I am only four years younger than my brother so I would hang with his crowd of friends rather than mine. In my household, my mother’s niece, Monet lived with us she is about ten years older than my brother. When my brother and I would wake up and I would be the only person in the house. I can remember waking up and smelling the freshly cooked waffles and bacon downstairs. Monet was my mother’s brother, daughter. Monet became so close to my brother Avery and I she was almost as if she was our sister. I can remember growing up and she would always say, “You don't have to take the route I took, its many more exits on the highway.” Even though I was young I was not blind to the fact of Monet role in the community and her neighborhood job I never judged her, she did what she had to do to make ends meet. It was an experience every day, or anytime being with Monet. She was so popular around Maryland it was almost like everywhere we went we received respect love. Now that I look back at the past, I see that Monet has taught me a lot that I know and live by today. I could

My family has a history in this town and it all started when my Great-grandparents moved to the Great town of Columbus Indiana, from Germany. Why the settled here in the early 1900s I couldn’t give you an answer for that, but I am sure glad they did. My Great grandpa Fred purchased the piece of land that I still live on to this day in 1932. He was also the owner of the Suhre inn right in downtown of Columbus, which is now the county building where my aunt works. Then in 1940 he and his one and only child Linda, or for me “Meme.” Who was one of the biggest role models in my life, and taught me how to live a good life. She was the one that taught me how to treat others. She wasn’t all talk if she ever said anything she made sure she could back it up.

would hurt me so much seeing my friend’s dads be there for them while mine was nowhere around. The question of why was I not good enough popped up into my head multiple times. My mom would always tell me that it was my dad’s loss. He was missing out on my life.

Have you ever put your trust, and love in someone’s hands and they betrayed you? Well, I did at just three years old I met my mom's boyfriend, who I would call dad at five years old. Through the first three years of my life, it had always been my mother and me against the whole world. But at three years old a man came into our lives who would change our entire lives whether for the good or for the bad. This man feigned to be a great father to my family, although he was the love of my mother’s life. He was and is still the only Dad I know, the man who showed me how cruel, and heartless someone could be. Through the first years of my life up until I was nine years old I was the happiest and joyful girl in the entire world, filled with the love of a mother and a father. But soon that would change after the man I gave all my trust and love, who promised to protect me from all evil betrayed me by sexually assaulting me at just nine years old. At just nine years old my voice was taken away from me and I became trapped within myself because I did not want to lose the love of my mother. I kept this ongoing assault to myself up until I was fourteen years old. And my whole life changed because not only did I expose a truth that I knew the rest of my family sided with my step-father the “Dad” I knew, the Dad that was supposed to love and care for my mother and me. He was a monster to my mother and me, but an angel to the rest of society. According to my family a responsible, strong,

As a kid our parents have always told us to never talk to strangers. Not because they are bad people or dangerous, but instead because you simply do not know anything about them. When I was younger my dad always use to tell me, “Noah if you ever find yourself around a lot of strangers turn around and go back to where you came from.” It may be a cliché but every parent has said that to their children before, at least once. Let me first say that my family only consists of 6 people. Now, you may be thinking that is too small; there is definitely more than six people in his family. By blood, yes you would be correct. I count a real family as people who would give their shirt off their backs for you. Those people in my life are my mom, dad, sister, grandpa, and grandma. The rest of my blood relatives are what you could say, “hypocrites”- they say one thing to you and then their actions speak a completely different language. It’s like that one friend that says, “Bro, I’m outside.” but when you look out the window he isn’t within a mile from your house. At first it’s kind of funny, you joke around about it; but come that third and fourth time they do it you start losing trust in them and start taking everything they say with a grain of salt. Trust within my family is a huge characteristic for me and I believe that quality should be very important to everyone. Ontop of trust comes the momma rule that everybody should follow. The momma rule is, “I can talk back to my mom but if

There are 3 things you never sacrifice: your dignity, your heart, but most important, your family. Trust is a very hard thing for people to earn from me, especially since i only associate myself with my family. My family consists of my mom, dad, sister, my 4 dogs, 4 aunts & uncles, 2 grandma’s & grandpa’s, & 10 cousins (3 are older, the rest are younger). There are really REALLY close friends of my family that i consider to be apart of it. Ever since my brain damage, i’ve cut ties w/ everyone, even today i keep people at arms length. You get betrayed, heartbroken, hurt so many times that you just… shut everyone out. Ever since my brain damage, i’ve been really paranoid, but rightfully so. I’ve got a lot of enemies, it gets exhausting to keep up with them all. Nobody likes being hurt by the people you call your friends, especially me. Ever since then & even to date back all the way to when i was 11 years old, i always tried to make myself look strong. By doing this, i locked my own heart in a suit of armor, so that it would never break ever again. It may sound like i’m going to end this by saying i’ve gotten better at trusting people, that i’m happier & able to hold onto friends easier but unfortuately that hasn’t happened yet. The only way it can happen is if i let it happen, & that’s not happening any time soon.

Being the younger brother in the family is never the easiest: never getting choice priority, losing control of the TV remote, and surely, the hand-me-downs. The only benefit I got from being younger was undoubtedly being the cutest of the family. Fortunately for my brother living his “older brother world,” he did not have to endure the expectations put upon me to be like him. He was able to leave the house sooner, missing out on the captivating family drama in the Tran household. I, the lone sibling at home, went through it all. No matter how difficult it was, it happened, and it made me who I am today.

What is your family like? How many siblings did you grow up with ? So many people get to grow up with both parents and with siblings or without any. For me that was not the case. I got to grow up with my mom who is amazing but having a father figure was semi hard. My parents were together until i was two and then things hit a bump. They separated and i was too young to realize what was going on nor did i know who my father really was. As i grew older the picture got clearer. In the beginning of my life things were great i did not mind having to go back and forth to my parents house. My dad still came around for my birthday parties and they made things work. I thought everything was great and i was living the perfect life. I was two at the time and chocolate and babydolls is what i called perfect.

“Train up a child in the way he should go; even when he is old he will not depart from it”

Family is one of the most important parts of life. When you have a piece of that missing, you always wonder what could be different. When I was little i always looked up to my uncles and my best friend was my papa. I wanted to do everything with them but because of my uncle’s job in the armed forces we didn’t see him as much as we liked but that made our time together even better. I would go everywhere with my papa and when my cousins were in North Carolina I wanted to do everything with them. I didn’t know that our family tree was just a little more complicated than I thought. It was something that would affect me forever.

I come from a family of eight, two boys and four girls, of which I was the youngest. We had a Christian based home, where my father was strict but my mom was the nurturer in the family. My mother was an awesome woman, she had such inner, physical and spiritual strength, although both parents played a big part in our spiritual instruction, the memory of mom’s example of faithful prayer and dependence on God’s strength, impacted me the most.

I only know my history through pictures of what I have seen. The only picture that I did not know was my father’s dad. My father’s dad pasted away before I was born. My mom as a kid went to church and so did my aunt. I haven’t really been in a church other than Christmas and Easter or when I used to visit my Aunt Karen. But she passed away too soon. Most are from family members I know. I grew up really close to my family. They helped me be who I am today because of how we interacted together and how happy they made me. I liked that we had dinner with my Aunt and Uncle and cousins a lot. At least see once a week. I liked that we did stuff outside of the house. Sometimes as a child I thought they were mini adventures. My family and friends

A very special person in my life is, my grandmother. Back home in India I have a joint family. My family stays in different floors of the same building. She is what you could call “the Queen Bee” of our family. I learn a lot of life lessons that define me as a person from her.