The Story Of A Family

At the end of the visit Amber hugged them and gave them a kiss before watching them walk to the vehicle. Amber watched the children get into the car, shut the door, and buckle their safety beats before closing the door.

As soon as we walk in Dylan starts to cry. I ask her dad if I can take her on a walk. He agrees and gets the stroller for Dylan. Together, we strap her in and I walk her out of the house.

“Charlie and I found a nice place for dinner. He’s getting ready right now, and we need to get ready too.”

Family background and history (F): As I have mentioned previously, I grew up in a divorced family from a very young age. I lived with my mom, sister and grandma for about four years until my mom remarried and moved across the country. My sister and I then moved in with my dad for about six years until I left for college. I have moved a lot in my life and it has resulted in me feeling like I really do not have a home at all, just a series of houses that I’ve lived in for a few years at a time. I think I’m very aware of all the different types of family combinations that there are today, although I could do a better job of educating myself about what kinds of struggles and positive experiences each type of family style has.

“Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a battle you know nothing about.” You never really know what is going on in someone's life, no matter how it looks from the outside. Some battle’s people face may be more more traumatic than others, but nonetheless difficult. My family is picture perfect, big house, fancy cars, expensive clothes, all of the friends and parties. My mom had my eldest brother at the age of 16. Her and my father both dropped out of high school to financially support this new found family on their own. The day my brother was born, my mom found a note in my father’s pocket, declaring his love for another girl. That is when the years of cheating and family destruction began.

“Look kid.” Charlie flinched at the term Miles had so often used on her. Bass seemed to notice because he lowered his voice. “You lost your mom, your uncle, and your friend. I lost my son and my best friend. I’d known Miles since I was six. Even when he was out for my blood, I still considered him my brother. So, the way I see it is you and I have nothing in this world but each other.”

"The most important thing in the world is family and love." At least that's what John Wooden said. That quote alone could make people ponder deeply about family, but for my brother Jared, and I that was a whole different story. Since the beginning, my brother and I have always been unfair, and unkind to each other. From getting into little fights over the smallest things to getting on the ground wrestling each other; my brother and I haven’t always gotten along. We would always say we were going to start being nicer, but it would never work out until him, and I had a mind changing experience with a small story and dream. Ultimately, my brother and I aren't like your stereotypical goody-two-shoes brothers, but in the end, we were able to overcome that hatred and replace it with love and friendship.

“Thank you, Jerry, for getting me out of that place,” Marlene said as she came through the door and rushed to hug him and said. “Let’s go home.”

“We will do everything that we can do to help. Right now we half to go, the boys need to get to bed they have school tomorrow,” explained Sidney. “Come on savanna I will go get your dad you go get

Growing up, my family was ideal. My sisters and I were all very happy and very coddled by my father, he was my hero in my early years, he would always be the fun and loving parent when my mom would yell. My dad was into welding, fishing, and playing guitar, I thought that no dad could possibly be more outstanding or influential than my own, he was impeccably intelligent and resourceful. My family and I had not spent a holiday apart, the amount of love that took place in our home was uncomparable. While growing up in my household, I had not faced many issues with myself and my family, we had always felt secure with one another and spent our days happily together, just us five. Until one day that five became a four.

“I know Mom”, I said as I got out of the car. I walked over to Ben, his siblings, and parents, said hi and gave Ben’s mom his present and went to get my fourwheeler out of my dad’s truck.

“Honey, we have some news for you. We are sending you off to Corfu.” said her mother.

“Yeah. I just really wish I could go back to show that I cared more but it just doesn’t seem to come out the right way.” She sighed as her eyes started watering a bit. “It’s okay, Mom and her family seem to know you care. I wish I could go back and be more grateful for having Anne in my life too.” Benji started to bark and lick Karens face, washing away the tears that had been shed. He then bounced up and looked at the door with a serious face. He let out a bark, doing his small smile, then ran to the front door, and started jumping like crazy. The keys jangled as the door creaked open. Their mom had finally gotten home from work.

"You made it?" Ryan 's mom leapt up. "Oh Ryan, sweetie, that 's amazing!" She pulled Ryan into a hug. "I 'm so proud of you, honey!"

Okay, I won’t hold my breath! Knowing I was really going to be waiting. Then Aunt grace said, “oh yes because you know I am the matchmaker”. I smiled and Dillon smiled back saying goodbye as he walked me to my car. About to open the door, he grabbed me close hugged me and then opened the door and said: “I will see you soon”.