My Family

What is family? Businessman and former Ford president, Lee Iacocca once said, “The only rock I know that stays steady, the only institution I know that works, is the family.” If you stripped away all the glitz and glamour of your life, what would be left? There is only one answer for me, family. Whenever life’s most challenging moments arise and you are brought to your knees, your family will be the rock on which you can stand. Family is everything to me and I would not be the man that I am today without the love and support that my family has unconditionally given to me.

Ever since I was old enough to color inside the lines I have had a passion for creating. Whether it be painting countless strokes across a canvas, sculpting unique (and sometimes deformed) creations, constructing the most elaborate birthday cards or brainstorming seemingly impossible ideas, I was constantly using my creativity as an outlet. To me, there's nothing more soothing than the way a paintbrush flows swiftly across a piercing white canvas. It brings a sense of tranquility and calmness, allowing me to foster new ideas and creations. I was always challenging myself with new projects, like painting my desk or reconstructing my lampshades to match my theme, to keep my hands busy. During highschool, I could constantly be found volunteering

In the film, “The Emotional Life” there was a very interesting episode called “Family, Friends and Lovers”. “Family, Friends and Lovers” reminded me of situations that I have experienced in the past. I can honestly relate to this episode in so many ways, such as my outlook on family and friends. The first few people that babies ever know are their family. Infants value their mother/caregiver more than anyone. From birth they tend to form a bond with their caregiver, in which is known as attachment. Due to their family members being the first people they interact with they learn how to relate with people at home. Family relationship is practice to what is next; meaning the relationships people gain with their family helps them prepare for future relationship with others. Friendships can be very helpful because no one wants to be lonely. It is quite nice to have someone else to hang and interact with besides family. It is great to have a friend that you can connect with.

I feel like family is one of the most predominant reasons for my character and choices. I have a large family with four step-siblings which are 23, 14, 9 (males), and 6 (female); I also have one adopted brother who is 23, two full brothers who are 17 and 16, and a half sister who is 2 and a half brother who is 1, therefore, at almost 20 I fall in the middle. However, I did not grow up with all of these siblings; I grew up as the oldest child and only girl. My mother has been married three times and my father has been married twice, so, in the midst of all of the marriages is where my family grew.

Friends are biggest value in people’s lives. I have many friends. Most of them are my neighbors, but also I have schoolmates. I can go out somewhere with them and feel comfortable. I know that friends of mine will help me anytime and anywhere. I can trust them. I have one best friend. I may pin his faith. Friendship between a friend of mine and me is firm and intense. He always helps me solve problems and treats me with respect. A friend of mine has never lied to me. It is better to say home truth that sweet lie. If I am upset, my best friend will jolly up me. He is caring, cheerful, trustworthy, outgoing and good-tempered. He is younger than I am. I think that age is not important for a friendship if you can come to an understanding and

My parents were both born and raised in Veracruz, Mexico by Oaxaca. My father, Tomas, grew up in a very poor family. He was the oldest out of nine siblings. My father’s families were Mexican Indians. They spoke dialect. My mother, Emilia, came from a wealthy family. My mother’s parents didn’t approve of her marrying my father because of his background. My mother disobeyed her parents and married my father at the age of 18. My father was 24. My parents lived his parents until he got his own little house. My father started growing and selling tobacco, bananas, cows, pigs, etc. to feed his family. In 1974, my mother had her first child my oldest brother Benito. Later in 1979, my brother Ariel was born. Finally, my sister Deyci was born. He was no longer gaining profit but loosing instead it was not enough.

As a child, I was raised in an uppity, wealthy family. I was the child of the family failure. My Grandparents raised me. I was the child of the youngest and most enabled of the 11 kids my grandparents had. My father was a meth addict and my mother was selfish who was more concerned with her image and social life than her children. My grandmother loved me because she had children one after the other. By the time she was a master parent, all of her children had left the nest. With empty nest syndrome, she was all too happy to accept her name sake into her life and raise a little girl that was did not include an army of screaming children on top of the small infant she was handed.

I was seven years old when I was told that the parents who raised me were not my biological parents. I clearly remember the day that my aunt reveled the story how become her child. The story begun with her intellectual and revolutionary younger brother decided to become the president of Ethiopian Airlines Labor Union, who stood against the military dictatorship Ethiopian government. My dad was one of the leaders who coordinated a peaceful declaration for strike asking the government to give the power to the people. My dad, became the one of the most wanted for a campaign of mass killings called Red Terror, after seven people were shot and about 300 employees were arrested at her work place. The Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia (2015P) reports, “Estimates for the total number of people killed in the Red Terror range from 50,000to 140,000 to over one and a half million”, which included several universities students, educated and professional young men and women.

Now for the part we're all waiting for, the siblings. My oldest sibling Daniel (32), this is one of the three siblings that totally excluded themselves out of the family. Right out of high school he closed all contact from my Dad and all the kids that still resided with him. Needless to say, I am the only kid that hasn’t talked to him. Next, Chase (30) I have a very distinct relationship with him only because when I look and talk to him it feels like I’m talking to my Dad. Like my Dad, he chooses his favorite siblings and the specific ones he wants to have a relationship with and like you can guess I’m not included in that group. Three years ago Chase decided to get into drugs and misuse them and I talked to him asking if his life was that bad that he had to turn to heroin for an escape and he just sat there with no response that is the one conversation that will stick with me till I die. Now the second most impactful sibling Rochelle(29) she gets me through thick and thin when it comes to my parents and calms me down when I need it the most. She has made me who I am and will always be by my side till I die. She has been in a total of six car totaling accidents since my birth because she suffers from Schizencephaly which is a rare birth defect where slits or clefts are formed in the cerebral hemispheres of the brain and causes her to have periodic seizures. Next, we hit Cole (27) my relationship could be stronger but it's not weak. I only see him maybe once or twice every

I remember my mother and my aunties saying when I was growing up that our generation was too much premature in certain domain of life and that their times it was different. It goes without saying that I started paying attention to the environment and the people around me and noticed that the phenomenon of boyfriend and girlfriend is so vividly emphasize by the TV, in cartoon that every 12 years old girls were discussing about the last night they passed with their love one. Adding to that, the idea of Globalization that advocates a interdependent world, contribute to the share and the spread of behaviors that normally did not exist in some countries. Nowadays, having a boyfriend and a girlfriend is totally normal and for the one who are not

My family mean the most to me. My family is everything to me, they have helped me get to where I am today and they will continue to help me grow and thrive. My family is not the average one mother one father one girl and one boy. My family has one dad, one mom, 4 girls and 2 boys. Plus a little dog that goes by the name Jingles. My family is not like other families, we have a 7 seater car and when all of us want to go we squeeze in. My family is really close too. I usually have people ask me if I get along with my siblings and I say Yes! Honestly the other day all 6 of us kids we sitting in the living room and my sister was tapping on her cup of juice with her ring and we all started to head bang, and just little dance moves in our seats on the couch. I don’t understand how most families don’t get along, yes, my family has fights and we get mad but at the end of the day these people will always love you and will always help you.

I grew up in a household slightly different from the average household. This abnormal household showed me that no matter the family unit someone can have a positive influence in their life that will push them to achieve their goals. We lived in Maryland so the cost of living was high my parents had to work multiple jobs. This means my brother and I really had little to none parental or supervision growing up. I am only four years younger than my brother so I would hang with his crowd of friends rather than mine. In my household, my mother’s niece, Monet lived with us she is about ten years older than my brother. When my brother and I would wake up and I would be the only person in the house. I can remember waking up and smelling the freshly cooked waffles and bacon downstairs. Monet was my mother’s brother, daughter. Monet became so close to my brother Avery and I she was almost as if she was our sister. I can remember growing up and she would always say, “You don't have to take the route I took, its many more exits on the highway.” Even though I was young I was not blind to the fact of Monet role in the community and her neighborhood job I never judged her, she did what she had to do to make ends meet. It was an experience every day, or anytime being with Monet. She was so popular around Maryland it was almost like everywhere we went we received respect love. Now that I look back at the past, I see that Monet has taught me a lot that I know and live by today. I could

Ever since I can remember, I’ve always said that if I could have even just one wish, it would be for a teleporter from my home here in Iowa where my dad lives, to my home in Virginia where my mom lives. My family is huge; but it’s also split up. My parents have been apart basically since I was born. I have to travel back and forth between them constantly, because they live about 1200 miles away from one another. It wasn’t easy to deal with as a little kid… and it still isn’t. But what had happened one year, before I went back to Virginia with my mom for summer break, would change everything. And what I was to learn from it was even bigger.

Throughout my life, I have lived fatherless in my family of girls. And the only time I would come to interact with another guy would always be at school. Growing up all my life like this was definitely a hardship that I didn 't know how I would be able to overcome as a little kid. I would never know what it would be like to live with a person encouraging me to be righteous and courteous. I would never know what it would be like to be pushed to be tough. I would never know what it would be like to take responsibility and learn how to be independent. I would never grow up the same kid as I have without a father. All this drove me out to grow up differently as it is. And for the majority of my life growing up, I thought it was all my fault for being different. However the only time I felt like a guy would be when I would be with my friends who would always immerse me in how it 's like to be a guy, and more importantly, to be an American. So I continuously craved to go to school not only to learn, but to learn to be normal. Yet, it was still difficult for me to juggle my different lifestyles between both school and home. And I knew that it would eventually come back to hit me, but I didn 't know when or how to handle it. However, I decided to hold this indifference to myself which resulted me to be shy and very quiet. This held true to me my entire life all the way up through sophomore year. And then it suddenly hit me. I knew that growing older and older with this issue would

On January 17, 2016, my family and I travelled about two hours to a small town called Yantis in east Texas. The elders of our family would always get together multiple times a year to catch up and see each other since they were getting to an age where they can’t depend on themselves being here on this Earth. Out of the seven or eight older members of the family, two or three had already passed by this time. My Uncle Charles was not looking good either, over the past few months he went from multiple doctor check-ups a week, to being in the hospital, and then ultimately hospice care.