Narrative Essay About A Broken Family

Family! Family! Family! Family can be a wonderful thing. It can be healthy or unhealthy. It can be functional or dysfunctional. Family means different things to different people. Some families are loving and close. Some families are mean, hateful, and distant. There are different types of relationships within a family unit. Relationships can be enmeshed, detached, or disengaged; these types of relationships are unhealthy. The family system can be open and homeostatic; these kinds of relationship are healthy. We are all born into different families with different situations. Sometimes life can be hard, with all of its facets and difficulties, and ups and downs. Looking at the past of one 's life can be a happy event for some, but for others, it can be tormenting to have to reminisce about the past.

Kenji Miyazawa once said, “we must embrace pain and burn it as fuel for our journey”. This quote applies to loss in the fact that when we face a loss we must continue our lives and use the loss to make us stronger. The loss of a family member is always hard to deal with and it affects everyone differently. Some people are open about their feelings and others bottle them up. The loss of a family member does not always refer to a death, but can also refer to an emotional or physical distance put between two people. In “The Shawl” by Louise Erdrich, there is an example of a physical loss and its effects on the family, while in “Bone Black” by Bell Hooks the loss shown is of the emotional kind. It is interesting to view these stories side by

Even tho many are lucky to have their parents together and grow up in one family that was altogether, I was lucky to grow in a divorced family and I say lucky because I have become stronger because of this situation and even tho I have become stronger, I have also learned to cut off the slack off myself. I grew up with 3 older male siblings and we were not the type to get along and share, some of us would help each other and the older tell the younger how to survive through different circumstances but I was left out.

Growing up I was not the luckiest person. My parents created me to fix their relationship, that did not work out of course. So obviously they got a divorce, but they got a divorce three days before my second birthday.

Also, sometimes a parent's love makes them unable to let go. I've seen so many parents put their needs above their infant's because they just can't bear to suffer the grief of losing a child. It's heartbreaking when you can see parents in total denial and you know that the end will come one way or another but they just can't accept it. I don't know if that's the case here or not, but it's certainly a possibility.

My personal narrative has to do with my journey alongside my family in an event that we all faced. When I was in fourth grade my father got cancer. I am not over protective of the fact that he did, in fact I am quite open on the subject. If they haven’t forgotten, then my friends know, and classmates at the time did know. In this way it is very personal, but also a shared story. As I stated earlier, my father got cancer when I was in fourth grade. This can certainly be considered an unusual childhood. I do not think that many children have had their parents go through cancer when they were around this age. My family spent lots of time in this situation. We were open with this fact, and people had helped us. My fourth grade class

When I first looked for a topic, it was harder than I thought. As I picked up my pen and paper everything evanesced. When the topic searching wasn’t going well, I tried to define the word family. Ooh did I think long and hard, but realized that everybody’s definition was personal and different based on their feelings and memories. I thought long and hard into my family history and adorned the memory of our vacation to South Dakota, along with the activities attached to the trip. In my family narrative, I will be explaining a family trip to Mt. Rushmore, Kalahari, and the wild experience of standing in a glass box staring down from the Willis Tower, trying to unlock my personal definition of the word family. Now, let’s jump to the exhilarating trip to South Dakota!

In todays world there are at least 1 Billion families. Which means there has to be at least 1 Billion family traditions. Family traditions can be many different things but my family traditions all can relate back to dysfunctionalism. There are more dysfunctional families in the united states than normal families. More than 50% of happiness comes from dysfunctional families and still, the celebrate Birthdays, Religious Holidays and Casual Holidays . Can you imagine Holidays being the root of our happiness.

A dysfunctional family is a group of people usually related by some means, not always necessarily by blood, in which conflict, misbehavior, maltreatment and neglecting create a hostile life for its members. To explain this idea better we will see the definition of family, the differences between a healthy and a dysfunctional family; their characteristics and behavioral patterns. Some examples will help us examine this issue better, taking us to discuss the different factors that contribute to the formation of such families, along with its consequences in today’s society.

Have you ever felt like you’re family is counting on you with something valuable? That’s how I feel every morning as I get up to go to school. I have been told by my parents that they want me to become someone with a better future. Having all the pressure that you don’t want to let your family down is tremendous because it gets you to think that if you let your family down you’ll feel like a total failure. I have decided to myself that I’m going to do anything in my power to make my family happy and proud, but at times, there’s obstacles that bring you down and make you forget about your goal.

Everything was about to change, we wouldn’t order take-out on Sundays, it was a big deal, I was losing my best friend, the only father figure I have ever had so far. I watched him taking all of his stuff out of the apartment, I was getting more and more mad. Wasn’t our beautiful relationship enough to make him stay? I even blame myself I thought I had done something wrong, maybe wearing his clothes and leaving them all messy, I apologize and swear not to do it again, but it didn’t matter the decision was already made.

During the period of 2008 -2011 my family went through a strong period of turmoil. My father was working in a city that was declared by the United Nations the “most dangerous city in the world, not officially declared under war.” This had many effects on us, in terms of loss from loved ones to the danger my father was in at a daily basis. This relentless violence was the sole reason why we relocated. Further, switching colleges several times as we finally settled in Tennessee. This rollercoaster of emotions and events is what affected me, I struggled with depression from the situation. This period of hardship most definitely was an obstacle to my learning. The initial part of my college career was cluttered with distractions, which took away

The carriages in Charles Dickens’ novel, A Tale of Two Cities, are much more than just modes of travel for the middle and upper classes. These carriages symbolize everything from safety and freedom to oppression and condemnation. In an early scene in Paris, a carriage is carrying a wine cask. The carriage crashes, and the cask falls into the street, bursting and spilling the wine. Every citoyen in sight rushes to the scene and they all begin to drink the tainted wine. This scene foreshadows the bloodshed to come from the guillotine, which will spill blood into the street in the future. Even though the Manette family and their excursions are the focal point of A Tale of Two Cities, many other events are developing in the background. By the end

When I hear the word family, I think of people who are are blood related, the people you live with, and the people you see all the time. They provide for you and embarrass you. People are also family, even if they aren’t blood related, but are there for you no matter what and they mean everything to you. Family is always by your side when you need them. People hear family and think about parents, I hear family and think about my parents, aunts, cousins, friends, and my karate family. They are all so important to me and I don’t know what I would do without them. On the other hand, Romeo and Juliet displayed family in an interesting way. When Juliet said she didn’t want to marry Paris, her mother said she would disown her if she didn’t do

Families have their own ways of getting along and getting through tough and emotional times. Some talk it out and some even just give nothing but silence to each other. Some can't even forgive each other for years and years. All of that sounds so bad to go through. Even though there are those times of disagreement there are families who have a blast with each other. Theres so many different ways problems can be solved, but I love how unique my family gets through things. Now your views of a family being happy and my views are gunna be different. You may even say my views sound like an unhappy family. Even if you don't agree with my family ways doesn't mean it doesn't work. In this essay I'm going to try and show you my views both happy and unhappy families in my experience.