My Siblings Essay

If someone were to ever tell my younger self that I would one day be one of five siblings, I would have never believed them. Unquestionably, my siblings are an enormous part of who I am; aspiring me to become an intelligent and an affectionate human being. Life doesn't always hurl obstacles in your way, but when it does, it can turn out to be completely disparate and even fascinating from the original thought. At the ripe old age of eleven years old, I was expected to step up to the plate and take care of my new adopted siblings, David and Alysa. Countless responsibilities, circumstances, and a world of authority and gratitude have shaped me along the way due to that one event. Indeed, I am grateful that my parents went through with the adoption because even though I had an impact on my adopted siblings, they have propelled me to become an exceptional brother, son, friend, and student.

Walt Disney once said, “The most important thing is family.” An average family consisted of four people including two children and two parents. Unlike the average size of families in America, I have a family size of ten people. My family size always surprised people. In fact, my family included with two loving parents, seven older sisters, and me being the youngest. It all started when my parents wanted a boy. With great determination and hard work, they finally achieved in giving birth to a boy. The process took my parents only about eight tries. Many friends and classmates always mentioned, “Your life must be hard living with seven older sisters and having no brothers.” Throughout my life, my sisters have taught me many life lessons. Many of those lessons helped me developed into the person I am today. During my adolescent years, my hatred for living with seven sisters gradually grew. When I grew up, I had come to realize there was a deeper meaning of family and the valuable time spent with them.

My immediate family consists of myself, my little sister, my little brother, my dad, and my mom. My sister, Julia, is thirteen years old. She and I are very different, as she loves to perform and be the center of attention. Julia loves to dance, sing, act, and play volleyball. She is very dramatic and always seems to be trying to pick a fight. Julia is also very pretty! My brother, Aidan, is nine years old. He is very friendly and excitable, without being annoying. He loves to play sports, basketball being his favorite, and loves to play video games. I love to spend time with my brother; I get along much better with him than I do with my sister. I believe it is because we have more similar interests and more similar personalities. My dad recently turned fifty years old! Like my brother, I am more similar to my dad personality wise. He works at his own law firm and attempts to spend as much time with our family as possible. He comes home late on week days, but keeps the weekends free, and will always leave work early in order to catch one of my sibling’s games. My mom is forty-nine and is more similar to Julia, which is probably why they clash so much! My mom is very loud and outgoing around people she knows, and loves to have fun. She works a part-time job as an assistant teacher for Special Ed children and Hicksville

Being the middle child has given me a different experience than if I was an only child. This has allowed me to experience memories with my siblings, had it been just me these would not have been the same. I remember the first time I went to Disney with my sister, we met Cinderella and the mice, it was so funny, I was the younger sibling and my sister started crying as she was afraid of the mice. This is something that I own, as does my sister, this is a memory we share, no one can take this away from either of us.

Growing up with two other siblings who are younger than me I have always felt like our lives have differed throughout the years. We have always had different likes in food, music and other activities. With being the oldest child I have always felt like everyone expected me to set a good example for them to follow. I have always felt close to both my brother and sister because in age range we are not that far apart. As we grew up our lives took different directions and we seemed to have different priorities. No matter the direction life took us we were always there to support each other.

Being raised with three other siblings is not the easiest task I have been tested with. Although my siblings are a blessing, they can also be demons sent from hell but my love for them is unconditional. They have shaped my life in many incomprehensible ways. Ways that if I tried explaining would sound absurd. We are a bunch of crazy and obnoxious children and that is the reality of it.

The management of chronic conditions is often not the sole responsibility and burden of the person afflicted. Family is generally involved in the care and management of those loved ones managing chronic conditions. Because care does not revolve around the patient alone, the nurse must be able to communicate effectively with the family in order to successfully build a trusting relationship that will benefit all involved. This paper will look at a sibling relationship between two sisters, one who has a chronic condition and the other who has been assisting her in the management of her condition. This paper will focus on the initial engagement interview, its purpose is to establish a open and trusting relationship with the family that will be

Another disadvantage of being an only is that he lacks companionship. He has no brother or sister to confide in. Growing up as an only child can be very lonely.

First of all, being the eldest sister to my seven siblings is never easy. Having so many siblings is like your brain might explode because of the different variations of noise caused by them. Sometimes my parents cannot focus on just one child. This causes others to get jealous and increases the possibilities that one of us might get angry with each other. My life is kind of surprising with seven siblings in

I come from a four-person family. My mom and dad have always been in my life therefore they are the people who raised me. After seeing my parents have a successful marriage, it has influenced me to want the same thing in life and having my first marriage be my last. I have an older sister who is 23. While growing up, me and my sister had a very close relationship. As we grew up, we started to drift apart. I learned a lot from being the youngest child. While being 3 years younger than my sister Taylor, watching her grow up and deal with situations taught me many personal life lessons. Watching her grow up taught me the good and bad things in life and helped me follow the right path. While going through school, I already knew what to expect when it came to the class description and the teacher just by having my sister go through it just a couple years before me. Even though being the younger sister, my whole life is all I know, I couldn’t imagine

“Siblings who hope to stand out in a family often do so by observing what the elder child does and then doing the opposite” (Kluger 48). I knew the consequences of what his decisions were, and I did not want to be in a similar position, especially at such an early age. I strived to be different than him. I strived to be better than him. Some of the things I experienced throughout my childhood forced me to grow up extremely fast compared to most people my age. Since I had to grow up fast, I never really had the typical childhood most kids get to experience. I felt like I could not make mistakes. This is when I started to become very harsh on myself. I did not want to disappoint my parents, so I did everything in my power to be the child that I thought they wanted me to be. Children who feel left out against their siblings can become worried and anxious, because their experiences of deprivation have been incorporated with how they view themselves (Marano 58). As I have gotten older and life has started to slow down for my family, my parents have worked hard to make sure that I feel accepted by them. Having my parent’s acceptance is very important to me. Looking back at this experience, I now realize I am only human, and that being “perfect” all the time is unrealistic, and that is something that I have accepted.

People always ask me why my sisters and I are so close. I could never come up with an answer. “They are just my best friends.”, “We do everything together.”, “I don't really know.” I never thought it was abnormal, I thought sisters were supposed to be close and tell each other everything. I have been through a lot with my sisters. And I wouldn't trade anything for them. Lauren, twenty-two, is my older sister and Rebekah, fifteen, is my younger. We are close for many reasons and one of those reasons is the conflicts we went through in 2008.

My family is friendly and welcoming when interacting with other people. My cousin who has been living with his Turkish girlfriend for more than 5 years got engaged. The girlfriend’s parents came to our house to meet the rest of the family. On that day, my aunts cooked the finest dish and the house was basically clean and with some bouquets of flowers. Her parents were so delighted on how close my family is and we instantly created a special familial bound with people that we meet for the first time. My family and I have a strong bond, we are always there for another in any situation. I live in Cambria Heights; my neighborhood is full of Caribbean people especially Haitians. If we are talking to someone and we see that they are Haitians, we constantly speak Creole with them rather than talking in a foreign language.

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.

My brother is a smart, observant person that makes nothing into something. He has all the potential he needs to prosper. He just didn’t wait his time to become a man. At the moment, my brother is somewhere doing time because he made decisions in his life that put him in this position. Even though my brother is in jail, he is not a bad person. He just did things that he felt was necessary. If you have a conversation with him for five minutes you will be impressed by the vocabulary he uses, how quick he can change a casual conversation into something deep and meaningful, and the way he observes his surroundings.