My Love For My Family

My family plays an important role in my life. I have a strong relationship with my parents, three sisters, two older brothers and my husband. My younger brother left the home when he was 12 years old and the family has no contact with him. My family strength is our support system and helping each other out. The other systems education, work, social interaction and health are also important in my life.

Whenever I am hungry, my parents give me food. When I am hurt, my family helps me and comforts me. Without my family, I would be a completely different person than I am now. The way my family acts influences me. For example, if my family didn't believe in God, then I would not go to St. Anne and I would believe in some other false god, which would definitely change who I am today. In conclusion, my family helps me and takes care of me in every way that they can.

When we encounter any difficulties and trouble, our families were always in our side. They are willing to protect us from any enemies, they support us in any dreams we want and they love us eternally without any conditions.

My family is the one that has made me be who I am. They have always been supportive when I do something whether it is academic or extracurricular. They are loving and understanding when I have to make decision that may have drastic changes. Since family is very important to me I try to spend as much time as I can with them since I have a busy schedule being involved in band and cheer. My family is significant to me because they have been the most influential people in my life. They have taught me how to be compassionate to others and to not take things for granted. They have always told me to be kind to everyone no matter who they were. My parents have told me about the many things they did not get to have when they were my age, which makes me value the many opportunities that I currently have. I value the many virtues they have because those are the ones I have carried throughout my high school

My family has always been a source of support and an encouragement to me. They attend all my sporting events, school events and religious activities. That is probably the biggest thing that has helped me over the years. Having a strong support system has

My family is the most important thing in my life. For example, they take me out of my comfort zone. They have challenged me through some tough ups and down to get me to who I am today. Through all of that, they have stayed positive and helped me when I was struggling. My family is also very loving to me and love me no matter the situation. My parents want me to succeed, so they give me what is best for me and what will help me to excel. Another trait that I love about my family is when we play games we are competitive. Whenever we have game night, we always are fighting and trying to beat the other team. Lastly, my family is very silly. My sister, Charlotte, does dance parties and tells us jokes that always make us laugh. We always try to make the best out of every situation and try to make each other laugh. My family has made me into the person I am

It has been fifteen years since my parents and my brother Jack adopted me. I was only two then, but now i’m seventeen. I love my life, I have a happy, loving family, I live in a nice house on a farm in Maine, my brother Jack is my bestfriend but I also have other friends, and I have a boyfriend named Justin. I guess you could say my life is perfect. Expect there’s more to me than you think. I’m adopted and even though I love my life there is still a part of me that wants to find my birth parents and know more about them. My parents tell me all about my birth dad. His name is Joseph. He loved me very much but he was only thirteen when I was born and then about a year later he died in a car wreck. Nobody really knows what happened to my mom,

Growing up in a Hispanic household, family is everything and spending time with family is crucial, explaining why we visit our family in Bolivia every year. My parents demonstrate that no matter what happens in life, family will always be there to support me. I care about my family more than anything, and I care about people and how they feel. The value of family teaches me to be empathetic to others and inspires me to become a doctor in order to help people in the future.

I love my family so much. I’m always thinking they’re my family, even though my mom always beat me up. Still I have to say it to myself she is my mother I owed my life to her. I’m always reminding myself I have to be thankful that I have a family.

Sitting down at the table, ready to dig into our delicious Thanksgiving dinner, we all exchanged concerned looks when my mom brought out the turkey. My mom wanted to host Thanksgiving a few years ago, thereupon she worked like a super hero days prior in preparation. She was very worried because she had to juggle work, along with getting ready for Thanksgiving. Everything was ready; my family was gathered around the table, but when we cut into the turkey it wasn’t fully cooked! My extremely understanding family all helped cook the turkey while we poked fun at my mom. Everything ended up being wonderful because of my fabulous family. This is just one example of why I have a tremendous amount of love for my family. I have many memories that have given me marvelous childhood memories, all thanks to my excellent, supportive family. My supportive parents, my witty brother, and my two loving grandmas are a huge part of my life and the most supportive people I know!

My life has been overshadowed with caring for people and a healthy living. Ever since I was a child my mother always instilled in me the importance of health and caring for my younger sisters and brothers. From a very young age I wanted to go into health care, as that is the one profession where I always believed I would excel, owing to my love of caring for people and the satisfaction of being able to help those in need.

The first thing that comes to mind would be my love for music. Ever since I was really young, music has been in my life. Whenever I’m down, angry, frustrated, stressed, etc… I would listen to the lyrics and it would calm me down to the point i’m happy. As I got older, I started to really listen to the lyrics. Every song i came across I would try to analyze and of why I think the songs mean. Is it about love? Depression? Maybe it’s about happiness. This gave me things to think about. I’ve recently started watching drum covers on youtube and this made me realize how much I want to learn to play one, but I don't really know where I could go to learn to play one.

My parents were teenagers when they got married. It was puppy love, and they felt forced to be married before I enter the world so that they wouldn’t embarrass my grandparents. My mother, Heather, was twenty-one years old when she gave birth to me in 1991. I had no issues as an infant, and I was a healthy baby. However, at two months old, I got salmonella poisoning because my father cleaned my bottles near raw chicken. I spent some time in the hospital until I was healthy. I came home from the hospital, and my mom and dad were getting adapted to taking care of a new infant. At three months old, my mother decided that she and my father were no longer meant to be together and had rushed into marriage to soon. She decided to get a divorce, and it was finalized by the time I was the age of one year old. Shortly after the divorce, my mother met Stephen, and my dad met Dawn. These two people were introduced into my life at a young age, and eventually played the stepparents role in my life. I resided in Buzzards Bay at my grandparent’s house after the divorce. I lived with my grandparents, my mother, and my aunt. My grandparents played a huge role in raising me. Nana helped raise me. She would watch me most of the time as my mother worked two jobs as a young single parent to make sure she took care of my needs and me. From ages 0-7, I was an only child. I was an advanced toddler because my playmates were primarily adults. At one year old, I was talking in complete sentences and I

My love for children has always been something that has pushed me into going into a helping profession. In my field placement I am working primarily with African American children from low-income families and families that live in low income neighborhoods. This inspired me to look further into the plight of impoverished children and the effect poverty can have on them. I seek to explore the biological, educational and social effects it has on their lives. This will allow me to create better programs and allow me to find solutions for them. Poverty affects children as an environment that is damaging to their mental, emotional and spiritual development. (UNICEF, 2014) This goes beyond traditional definitions such as low income or low levels of consumption. It is rare that child poverty is differentiated from poverty in general when it should be. Poverty is not just a measure of children’s suffering it also measures their disempowerment. Poverty also can risk a child’s safety. (UNICEF, 2014) Material deprivation can have children more susceptible to violence and abuse in the home as well as in school. Some of these children are forced to work at a young age at the expense of their education and recreation. (UNICEF, 2014)

I come from a place where people are determined. Determined to surpass the difficult times, determined to make their families proud, determined just to live. Where I 'm from people could hardly manage to balance buying food and paying for rent. People walked to school, to the grocery store, and to work because not everyone could afford to have and maintain a car. Kids grew up with one parent or none at all. I had both of my parents, a roof over my head, and food on the table. So I was one of the lucky ones. Except things aren’t always as simple as they seem. The people around me weren 't the only ones who faced difficult situations. Growing up the way I did broke me down and built me back up repeatedly, but because my problems never seemed to compare to others and everyone was struggling with something in their own way, I learned to keep them to myself.