After seemingly surviving childhood and adolescence, I have reached midlife, and it did not come without many turbulent times, it has however become more manageable and somewhat peaceful. As an adult, there has still been traumatic events that have happened but after all I endured in my younger years I have found better ways to cope, and I have had to practice, patience, tolerance and forgiveness probably more than most. Due to childhood traumas, I do still keep a so called wall around myself; it is there by choice mainly as self-preservation than anything. My adoptive dad passed in the late 80’s, my adoptive mom is in her later years of life and I have become her caregiver, my husband and I live with her and while it has been difficult at times she has memory issues among other health issues that goes along with those her age it has given us the chance to deal with some past issues and we get along great. But in 2011, my life was turned completely upside down again but this time in a good way. Knowing from a young age that I was adopted, I knew my birth mothers name and looked for her on/off through the years, but during winter break from school in Dec 2011, I was bored and typed her name into Facebook, and there she was. I contacted her on there mainly at this point looking for medical information, instead I now have this huge family that I never knew and it has been a never ending rollercoaster ride that I am still on to this day, it is one of those stories that best
According to the Oxford Dictionary of British and World English, guilt is a feeling of having committed wrong or failed in an obligation. It is an emotion that all men are familiar with, as all men have committed wrong deeds which in turn incur a feeling of guilt. Like most emotions, guilt can take many different forms, can originate from different sources, and can have different effects depending on the subject of the emotion. Similarly, in both the novel Fifth Business and the play Hamlet, guilt plays an important role in the protagonists’, antagonists’, and character foils’ lives’, but as all emotions are, comes from different sources and affects the characters in different ways.
Before asking yourself “who am I?” Ask yourself “how did I come to be?” My parents Greg and Cathy Frangipane have been a huge help through my life. I got an opportunity to sit down and interview each of them about their life and go to hear some exciting stories. Learning about my parents I can see a bunch of similarities with me and each of my parents.
wash the sweet potatoes and bake them in a 375 F oven for 30-35 minutes. When they are finished cooking slice them open and scrape out the flesh into a large bowl. Add one cup of sugar, 1 cup of milk 2 eggs, 1 teaspoon of vanilla extract and one teaspoon salt. with a potato masher mash them up. Now, in a separate bowl, add 1 cup brown sugar, one cup chopped pecans, 1/2 cup flour and 3/4 stick of butter. with a fork, mash together until thoroughly combined. Spread the sweet potato
I’m BACK! I was in school studying phlebotomy for the last month and a half so now I’m studying for the state test and hoping to keep up with my blog again! Sorry about that, I hope you missed me like I missed you.
America in the 1920’s was a mixing pot of growing social and political issues that mirror some of the same issues we are having in our nation today. Some of the main problems to surface in the 1920 was the rise of fundamentalism and the scopes trials, the massive waves of immigrants coming to the United states for the cheap or free land available to them, the organized crime forming do to the passing of the 18th amendment and the start of prohibition, and the last major problem of the era was the conflict of reproductive right which leads to the planned parenthood created by Margaret Sanger. All of these issues started in the 1920’s but many have carried over to our generation and will still be here after our time has come and gone.
Illegal immigrants have always been a problem for the United States. Entering the country illegally can result in deportation back to their native country. The majority of those that enter the country illegally are here to find a better future. As more and more undocumented immigrants pour into this country, stricter laws are being passed which in terms becomes a controversial issue.
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
The central family structure present in the film The Blind Side is an adoptive family. The term ‘adoptive family’ refers to a family in which parents or guardians have legally obtained parental rights of a non-biological child. Parents can adopt a domestic newborn, adopt a child from a foster residence or adopt internationally. The Australian Institute of Health and Welfare defines adoption as “Adoption is one of a range of options used to provide care for children who cannot live with their birth families. It is the process whereby the legal relationship between a child and their biological parents is severed, and the legal rights of the child are as if he/she had been born to the adoptive parents.” Adoptive parents are
I remember the day like it was yesterday. I just had got off the bus and I looked at my phone I saw I had 20 text and 8 missed call. I was wondering why I had so many text and calls before I could even look at them.
Dad. Mandy. Blended family. My dad, Eric, had been at Kniman Bar after his day shift up at BP where he met a woman named Mandy, who had been working there. She gave him a ride home after his buddies let all the air out of him tires, and little did I know, my life was about to become hell. On August 10 of 2002, my dad and Mandy got married and her and her daughter, Kaleigh Walden, moved in with us. At the time we were living with my grandparents, who owned a convenience store, Fisher’s Grocery. At the beginning it was okay. But after about two years, it was hell.
I was an only child for six years. I basked in the glory of my parents’ attention. One day my mother interrupted my enthralling game of Polly Pocket’s to inform me that we were going to adopt a baby. I had no idea what that meant, but boasted about it on the playground anyway. For a while after this news, our lives were pretty uneventful; a baby didn’t suddenly appear in our house, and I wasn’t a big sister. This changed suddenly, my mother received a call from an adoption agency that informed her of a soon-to-be mother who thought we were the perfect fit. My parents were elated, yet frantic; they had received the news nine days before the child’s due date and hadn’t begun the required paperwork yet. This late notice was followed by even later nights. I
I was raised in an untraditional home. My mother was a teenage parent and my father was older with two children of his own when I was born. Eventually I would have three more siblings join the family. My parents struggled tremendously to care for six children, which forced them to worked several jobs each to provide the necessitates. Providing health care for a family of eight was beyond what my parents could afford even while working two job each, however state medical assistance made sure we each had the care we needed. My parents demanding work load shifted the responsibility of caring for my siblings on me. The financial stress my parents faced continued as I approached college. My decision on which undergraduate university I would attend
It was April 23, 2009, and my sister had just come home from Taiwan, with my mom that day. My parents paid extensive attention to her, so neither my brother, nor I got any attention from my parents. This also meant that we couldn’t spend much time with her, either. However, before she was adopted, we shared the attention of our parents.
Getting to be familiar with me may be slight demanding. Overall, I am a nice, sweet, outgoing, caring individual to others. Within my life, it has truly been a tedious journey. Growing up in a single-parented home, can become very challenging at times. I have only had my mother and her side of the family supporting me with their full extent, since birth. I developed into the young lady I am now without a father figure being in my life, and that was a decision that my father made. Like I said formerly, this circumstance was something that was beyond hard to accept. I never certainly understood why he did not want to partake in my life, and until this day I still do not know why. As I grew older and recognized that I have someone in my life
Is your mother really your mother? My birth mother has never been in my life. Never have been around her for a long period of time. My great aunt has been her through everything in my life. The only reason why I'm still sane.