Personal Narrative: Modern Family

One of the substance abuse interventions I recently led, resulted in a very public miraculous healing. I was contacted by the McCracken family early in 2015 to lead a last chance intervention for their son Jeff. Jeff McCracken was barely alive when we got him to treatment. Once he arrived at the facility we had in place, they immediately sent Jeff to the hospital. His medical condition was dire, he was given two months to live and sent to Hospice. In Hospice, Jeff’s parents requested our team to pray over him. Within days of that event, Jeff had an incredible turn around and was released from Hospice and entered a program. I sponsored Jeff throughout the recovery process. God has utterly transformed his life. Dubbed a modern day “Lazarus,”

The Festival return to Greenfield, MA after being in Turner Fall, MA for a couple of years. I had never been in the Art Block, but found one of their stages The Wheelhouse one to be inmate setting like you what you might find in a coffeehouse. I heard Julia Cira sing on that stage and she had a beautiful voice. One that I like much better than Rosie Porter. It's just a good one to have for ballads. Its a strong one. She plays an electric guitar as well as sings. She was accommodate by a man on drum set and another young woman on an electric guitar. That woman played it well. I listen to her sing a couple of songs and she sang beautifully each time. According to her, They were doing full on rock songs and they sound like very nice quality

At the time, my sister, Marsha, and I wanted to live in the small town we grew-up in; therefore, we resided with my Dad for several years. We were teenagers by then and realistically needed a great deal of discipline; unfortunately, for us, with Dad’s party side and being divorced, he remained gone the majority of the time. Unsupervised, like various other teens, we appeared at times unruly. Nearly all my relatives and the majority of the town looked on disapprovingly.

I start off with analyzing Alex and Marty household’s current insurance and retirement program with the information that Alex gives me, using the needs approach. Alex and Marty Smith are married and file a joint tax return. Alex was 35 years old in September and works as a coach and high school teacher at a local school. Alex’s salary was $49,000 before taxes in 2014. Marty will be 34 years old in April and is a self-employed web designer and marketing consultant who works at home. Marty’s income fluctuated each year but in 2014, his earnings before taxes were $68,000 which was an average year. Their children are Olivia, who is 9, and Michael, who is 7. The Smith family is a two-income-earner with children family, which is a family with both

On the surface, I grew up in the classic, nuclear, Leave it to Beaver-esque family. There was a mother, a father, and two darling children. That, however, is where the similarities ended. For one thing, an interracial couple would not have gone over well in the fifties, but besides that, my parents didn’t fall into the stereotypical roles that dominate society. My mom was not a stay-at-home homemaker, in fact she worked the most hours in our house, nor did dad scrimp on chores or child rearing duties. And even though both my parents had long, and unfairly luscious hair, my dad’s was infinitely more fun to braid because I got to put matching pink bows in his beard. My sister and I were never limited either. Our parents never once told us that we couldn’t do

I am not a member of your typical, cookie-cutter, All-American family. My older brother is the complete opposite of the traditional, overprotective, role model. My younger sister is not the best friend all the movies make it seem she should be. My parents are separated but refuse to make it official because divorce is looked down on in our Nigerian culture. And I love every piece of them. My family and the things I’ve learned from them have shaped me in ways most will never experience.

Have you ever been so desperate for something that you modify your motive in its entirety? Throughout my life I’ve found myself placed in this frightening situation multiple times; the most confusing of which would be what I’ve endured this year. People in their 20s have it rough. We’re old enough to feel like we’re supposed to know what we’re doing, yet young enough to roll in the tide aimlessly and clueless and it still be acceptable. Then there’s those of us who believe we’ve got it all figured out only to be proven tremendously wrong. I have learned, however, that being tremendously wrong can lead you right where you need to be.

Looking back when I was ten years old, on a sunny day waiting at the airport in Cuba for my plane to arrive, I was so excited because of the thought of experiencing a new life in the United States. Sadly, our plane delayed a few hours, my parents and I got anxious that we deiced to walk around the airport; going to stores and eating at a "Cafe" nearby. Finally, our plane landed around twelve P.M. and instantly everyone started running to the door like stamped, there they checked us out and we walked toward the plane and up the stairs to find our seats.

I am a first generation child to have been born in my family, the first generation who is about to graduate high school and the first generation to go to a college and succeed in life.

Ms. Gail Avent is the founder and executive director of Total Family Care Coalition. Ms. Avent started this organization in 2005 and was founded out of the need of having an organization which helps families, children and youth with navigating systems.

The second sibling was born January twenty-third of 1988. 28 years later, he has graduated from high school, attempted college, and is married. Currently and still resides in El Paso, Tx with his family too. As he and his wife, moved out of their households to live with one another, as he and wife moved back in with our parents. They moved in not only because of financial reasons, but because our mom is doing well and is getting weaker. He has advanced himself, due to the fact that he started at an entry level position at his work and is not the head manager. As higher authorities have been sending him to major conferences in a couple of states around Texas. However, he has been really engaged with our mom, as I believe he still resides in

Life really doesn't like to tell you what's ahead; sometimes it's nice and gives you a little hint, sometimes life replays itself so at least there's some familiarity in it, but most of the time my life seems out of my control. As a fifteen year old many people would hear me say this and scoff saying I don't have 'real' problems, or I don't know what the 'real' world is like. On one hand they're right, I shouldn't know what the 'real' world is like, most fifteen year olds are thinking about what picture they Instagram is a 'real' world problem. But being the not-so-average teenager, I do know what this so called 'real' world is.

Growing up as a Latina consisted of loud family gatherings and a well-built background. My grandparents are the backbone to our family. They built a name for themselves when they came to America at a young age. To me, they are the true definition of a hard worker. They started off from the bottom and crawled out of the struggle to provide for our family. Although life didn’t come easy they continued to push their way to the top. As an old traditional family we were taught to have strong morals. One moral that we have is to always work hard and challenge ourselves to be better. My family has never had anyone attend a college therefore I would be the first. It’s a true blessing to have an opportunity to go to college, but it means that I have

On April 15, 2014, my mother, Marie, was admitted to Houston Medical Center in Warner Robins, Georgia for major depressive disorder or clinical depression, dysthymic disorder, anxiety disorder and panic disorder. This was a complete surprise to me and my family because we didn’t recognize the warning signs leading to my mother being admitted to the hospital for treatment. She would remain in the hospital for a week before being released.

Narrative family therapy was developed by Michael white in Australia in the 1980s. Before his died in 2008, White was an active writer and presented his ideas among his colleague, David Epston. From New Zealand, he was a big fan of Whites work and had a significant influence by him. They both were influenced by philosophy and anthropology, which lead to educate their work by postmodern views. Narrative therapy started to grow over the years and other therapist such as: Jill freedman and Gene Combs in Illinois, Alan Parry and Robert Doan in Canada, John Winslade and Gerald Monk in New Zealand, and Jeff Zimmerman and Vicki Dickerson in California expanded the idea. The emphasis of Narrative Therapy id placed on Foucault’s sociopolitical analysis comparing to other postmodern and social constructionist theories.