My Life In My Family

All families experience their share of good times and bad times, I can remember so many wonderful times. Obviously, there were bad times, my parents fought a lot of the time too. I can remember being snuggled in bed, dreaming of lollipops and cotton candy gum drops, only to be woken by the sound of faint arguing through the walls; I never did let them know I heard. There were several occasions I can recall being scoped into my mother’s arms and packed into the car, we were running to my grandma’s house. It always went the same way in these situations, we would arrive at my grandma’s, my father would come and speak to my mother, and then we would go home again. I never really understood it; It was my first lesson in adulthood,doing things

A couple years after I came home, your dad was born. He was so little, just like you when you were born. We went back to my home town to visit my parents, your great grandparents. My mom loved seeing him, the same way we love seeing you. She always volunteered to take care of him for us. Insisting we go out more often, just so she can watch him. As your dad grew up though, he didn’t want to go see grandma and grandpa anymore. She was heartbroken, but understood that her little grandson was growing up. When they had passed, your dad was crushed, and pleading for them not to

Life is made up of duties, and responsibilities. One must factor in "me" time is to stay healthy. I faces many day-to-day responsibilities that I must complete or remember for work, and family life. I try my best to put my family first. There are daily tasks of keeping in shape and cleanliness. This would include my daily tasks which are laundry, washing dishes, sweeping, and cooking. "There also must do tasks as well, like paying bills, making sure the kids homework is completed and ready for bed.

Everybody you come into contact with has a completely different story, a completely different home life. My life has definitely been far from perfect but it’s what makes me who I am today.

Both death and life are an inevitable part of everyone's journey. Up until this point in my life I had believed that the two were opposites and happened very far apart from one another in time. But today was the day that I learned a very valuable lesson. Life and death go hand in hand and sometimes at the most unforeseeable times. Ever since the events that occurred this day my perspective on the world has never been the same. I value the love and time spent with the people I have in my life now and I frequently look back to the memories of the ones that I have lost.

In the beginning there was a happy family with two sweet kids. This family is my family.

Growing up many things was said and done that suck with me through the years. My life has been anything but calm. Family drama seemed like a constant, and no one knew how to get along. On top of all that my health was not good, and it always seemed like I was sick with something new every other week. Sure in life there are going to be good years and bad years, but what if the good years are actually only months or weeks? When your grandmothers and older sister are raising you and mom has a new boyfriend every week, you start remembering things sooner. People words stuck in my head, whether they were talking to me or about my family. Through the years, though there has been two words that people have repeated all the time and as I got older they really helped. That’s when one day in August as a little seven-teen girl I decided to get a tattoo that would have everyone asking why.

We all have relatives who started a family of their own in this world. When relatives start making a family, the amount of a family will grow and many loves to share. As days have gone by, I looked at myself in the mirror to see where I stand today. One day I looked at my younger cousins who have brothers and sisters. What I see them as they play with each other, I think of the day when I was young either I started school or before I went to kindergarten. To think that being the youngest in my family was great for some people. But when time flies, it is possible the relationship with your siblings will change. Of course, siblings will fight and chances are they will forget to forgive one and another. In this day, I thought I had everything I ever wanted when I have siblings, but sometime scars won’t heal without love. “There is no love without forgiveness, and there is no forgiveness without love.” Was quoted by Bryant H. McGill when he posted on the website. As I read this, it reminded me with my relationship with my older sister, Arlene.

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.

As a child, I remember how much my parents loved me, I was their only child. My parents always wanted the best for me, but we were really poor. My mother didn’t work, she stayed home taking care of me. She was also my teacher; she taught me how to read, write and some math. Going to school was very expensive and only wealthy families had that privilege. My mother hoped that one day our lives would change and she wanted me to be prepared for that. On the other hand, my father was a hardworking man, he worked long hours has a servant. His hands were scraped and cut from working so much. He was always exhausted, I could see it on his face.

Lonely. Sad. Scary. I was a different kind of person compared to my family. I didn’t know what I wanted to do in my life. I was the one person in my family that didn’t go to college. I liked playing many sports, so I did a lot. Sports helped me clear my head and think. I played volleyball, swim, water polo, track, and field. School was important to me, but I didn’t like it because I thought it was a waste of time. I wanted to be in the Olympics for track and field, it was my dream.I had no father figure in my life, he left when I was a baby. It was just my mom, my boyfriend and I. Obviously I had other family members, but they were the main ones. My mom and I live in a little apartment right next to a grocery store.

Personal barriers are obstructions put in place by old Scott that negatively affect New Scott’s achievement in his work life, home life and spiritual life. Barriers are created by being hurt or let down in some way and then swearing to not have it happen again. These barriers end up hindering me in doing what I need to do to succeed and be a new person that does not have those restrictions holding me back.

Everyone can receive a family that loves and cares for them. I remember dreaming about what a forever family would be like. My parents were never around and most of the time I was left to take care of myself. The state took me from my parents when I was five years old. I have since lived with over ten different families. I never believed that I would be adopted and loved by a family. All in one day I received a new mom and dad, a new family, and a new home.

I would be the first out of my family to graduate college and I was the first to graduate high school out of 3 generations. My father was a Marine for 10 years, he choose a different path instead of going to college or finishing high school. He joined the war overseas to serve his country and I am proud of him. He always told me to never join any branch because he saw a future for me that he wanted me to invest in an education and better myself in everything I do. My brothers and sister choose horrible paths and yet I was different than the rest of the family. I wanted my mother and father proud of me and I wanted my country to be proud of me. Instead of doing drugs, drinking and partying. I was the odd kid growing up that invested myself into books and dreamed of the endless possibilities that I can became. I thought different jobs of what I can do to help my community and not fall into the evil path as my brothers and sister did. Dad always told me that I was his shining star, I didn’t really understand what was going on with family until I got out of high school. Drugs and alcohol can really screw up people lives. I am living proof that you can choose the right path to become a better citizen.

My whole family lived in Edison, New Jersey and I only saw my dad, brother, grandmother, grandfather, and my mother during my childhood. My mother was the person who had always helped me stay on the track to success. I called my mother Ma as a toddler because, I followed my brother in every way. Our culture was to call our mother Mama, but we could say Ma for short. My brother, Michael, called mother, Ma, and so I caught on. Ma was a hardworking, positive, and helpful parent. She wanted me to have a great future and has kept pushing me throughout the years of my life. The most important years Ma helped me through to become who I am was through the child years.