Throughout my life there has been many things that hold me up and keep me strong. My church, this school, and all the friends I have here are just to name a few. But the one I want to show you today is one of the most important foundations of my life, and that is my family and how they have helped me enjoy the great times and persevere through the hard trials, and what a true blessing families are in all of our lives. I come from a family of six: my parents, my two brothers, my sister, and me. In addition to my personal family, I have a very large extended family with many cousins my age and aunts and uncles that never miss an opportunity to joke around with me. From seeing my relatives at coffee and dinner on Sundays, you can sometimes …show more content…
Families gather together for the good times, and on the flip side, the bad times. We had Sunday coffee at our house one day and everyone had just left. I was vacuuming and my mom was doing the dishes. All of the sudden she screamed and grabbed her wrist. She yelled at my dad to call 911. I turned off my vacuum and walked over to her, not that worried because I had no idea how bad her cut was. I looked around and there blood had shot pretty far away. I started to realise just how bad this cut was. Her other hand was squeezing her wrist so hard that she stopped most of the bleeding. An ambulance arrived and they put a tourniquet on her arm to stop all blood flow. They looked at the cut and they found the glass that had given it to her. The glass had a sharp edge with a length of 1 and a half inches and that went into her wrist, cutting her radial artery (which is a main artery if you didn’t know), and it had cut completely cut through a tendon. We went to the hospital and they did microsurgery to fix the artery, but they could not fix the tendon, so she still today has a weak wrist. Our family was with her and we gave her comfort with the hospital visits, and then meals from our extended family and other families were delivered to help us out. I don’t know what we would have done without everyone that was there to help our family in our time of trouble. To wrap my speech up, I just wanted to tell you and
Your life is changed every day and there are many points to your life. One point of my life is that family is the most important thing. Family is an important factor of everyone’s life, it’s who you are and who you have become today.
After many intensive surgeries, chemo, and radiation, my mother was left to tend to my father. She spent every day either in the hospital or taking care of my father. She did everything from changing his dressing to putting his socks on. After going bankrupt, losing her father, watching her son leave, to taking care of her husband as he laid on a hospital bed fighting for his life, I have never seen anyone more strong in my lifetime to this
people in my life supporting me. Today I found strength though in how proud my parents
My family is deemed to be what is referenced as a nuclear family. A father, mother, and their offspring biological and adopted living together under one household. My family was of low socioeconomic status and due to this position, we were raised in a low-income neighborhood. However, that did not affect how my mother and father reared their family. I am the third child in a family of five. My role in the family was that of a helper to my mother of household duties and a caretaker of my younger siblings. My parents did a wonderful job of nurturing my siblings and I by providing a faith based structure that gave each of us a solid foundation. My parents ingrained strong ethics, values and traditions in my
“Know therefore that the LORD your God is God, the faithful God who keeps covenant and steadfast love with those who love him and keep his commandments, to a thousand generations” (Deuteronomy 7:9). Through all generations of my family leading up to today, my family, on my mother and father’s sides, all practice the same faith. All of my family is Catholic, most of my friends growing up were catholic, and everywhere I looked, my faith was an important part of my life. I went to private school for nine years; the same one many of my cousins and my siblings attended. All of the people around me when I was a child prayed and worshiped like I was taught to do. They were the ones that influenced me to go deeper into my faith. Through the daily religion classes and weekly masses, to the teachers and priest that influenced my morals and values, I look back on those days as times I cherish. I had learned to open my heart and let others in to take a part in my life. I set boundaries for myself to be a respectful person and keep my faith. And most importantly, I am a life worth living as we are all made from the same image of God. Private school is the reason I am the person I have grown to be today and I will become tomorrow.
My family has played a big roll in what makes me, me. After God, family is number one in my life. I believe that without them, I simply wouldn't be who I am today. My immediate family has shaped me into the women I have become. They love me, and want the best for me. I have an uncle who truly means the best for everyone and everything, however, that isn't what he necessarily gives us. He messes up, and has made some terrible decisions. Just like anyone, right? His story is different. Let's start off by saying he has five boys, with three different women. He has abused not only his body with drugs and alcohol but also relationships, leading to separation from all of his kids and the women who he thought he had loved at some point in his life. He has spent many years in jail, coming out more depressed then when he went in. He was left living on the streets with no shelter and no food or money to provide for himself. His life is lived in depression. His oldest son, Cole, passed away in 2016 from an overdose on drugs. I believe if he had a better father figure in his life, his life would have been set on a better path. Cole was someone who was so loving, and the day I found out he had passed, I was devastated. I didn't want to believe that someone so great had made a mistake and accidentally took his life because of it. I will always look up to Cole because of his love for others, and regret the decision he made on March 4, 2016.
All my life, I have always made sure that family is a key part of my life. My grandparents were always my closest family besides my parents and brother. I never really had any cousins to hang out with, so a lot of my free time would be spent with my grandparents. When I was in elementary school, I would always walk from my grandmother’s house in the morning to school. I did this every day, and over the years it made us a lot closer. I have always tried to be close with all my family members. I’m extremely happy I always had this attitude, because in a blink of an eye it can all change.
I decided to do this over family because we all know at one point in time we have taken for granted the parents we have or the happy moments of family. Family is very important to me because I got experience so much because of them. My brother is a big part of my life, he helped me be the person I am. He coming into my life made it so I could see the world differently.
Our parents are very hard-working people. Our parents both work day and nights. They embody the “American Dream”. .My father was always hustling and bustling whether it was in the states or overseas. So, he was not as much a part of my brother and I’s childhood as we had hoped. My mother, on the other hand, took the role of dual-parenting and took care of us at home. Though, she was also busy clocking in and out. We made the most of our time together and they were the most memorable moments. At the end of the day, life treated my brother and I really well. With that, our parents could not leave us to fend for ourselves at home alone--me being three years old with a younger brother and all. But,. growing up, my brother and I spent our childhood with one of our close cousin, ‘tina’s, grandmother. She had a special nickname, “Meema”, that everyone knew her by.
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.
When i was younger i always believed that i would have the ideal family. Unfortunately that changed the moment when my mom and and dad got a divorce. At that time i was 10 years old, i didn't really understand what was going on but i knew it wasn't good. The reason they were getting a divorce was because my mom found out that my dad was having an affair.
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,
Families have played a crucial role in the formation of civilization since the beginning of time. Although the definition of what a family consists of has constantly changed and evolved, the main idea behind the raising and continuation of the human race has always been the primary goal. As different individuals and groups have risen to power- and fallen from it- there have been different political and economic shifts that have impacted the ideals behind family. Oftentimes, people would be highly impacted by such worldly changes and it would create personal problems leading to emigration as well as other hardships. Mills discusses the way that personal troubles are often contrasted with public issues even though they typically intertwine or relate in one way or another.
Family is important, including your ancestors. Your family history can say a lot about your current position in society. Society has a way of classifying people into groups based on resources known as stratification. Social stratification as defined by the book “refers to how individuals and groups are layered and ranked in society according to their access to and possession of valued resources” (Ballantine, Roberts, and Korgen 2018). After talking to my dad and mom about my family history I got a better idea as to where my family is on the social class ladder and I was able to see how my ancestors lives shaped my life in some ways that can be understood from a sociological perspective.
While growing up with a sister usually lives in the same home in my case I lived with my mother and my sister lived with her father. I grew up in New York City, and my sister was in Miami two separate locations. The outcome would be, I joined the military and currently attending school for Occupational Therapy Assistant and my sister became a housewife and a Nurse after her separation. How we are raised in two separate locations and one parent a piece can grow up in two different ways. How we turned out is two members of society that paid taxes, both own a home, and live to raise our children.