being an older sister. I imagined helping feed, encourage walking, tutoring when they need help on their homework, and I even considered helping with diapers. But my single mother was busying herself with nursing school, her part-time job at Genie’s, and her full-time job of being a parent. Obtaining a younger sibling was next to impossible. So, I instead allowed my time to be filled with extra-curriculars: dance lessons, piano lessons, ice skating, and softball camp to name a few. My home remained
Words: 508 - Pages: 3
environmental influences. My sister’s two children, Taylor and Abigail are biological siblings who inherited their green eyes from their mother and their straight teeth from their father, but that is where their similarities end. The siblings are so unalike in looks and personality that at times it is hard to believe they are even related, biologically or otherwise. My niece resembles her mother: light complexion, petite, dimples in her cheeks, and long hair. While my nephew looks a lot like his
Words: 1208 - Pages: 5
The Day I Lost My Hero On Sunday of August 24, 2003 my life went through a dramatic change. I was ten years old, and I was in my room getting ready for bed. My mother and my sister were in the den going over my sister’s science homework. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. My Uncle Bryon and some police officers came over to speak to my mother. They took her outside and they tried to explain to her that my father was killed in a motorcycle accident. She started to weep as soon as she heard
Words: 627 - Pages: 3
Truly Important My mother was diagnosed with stomach cancer in November of 2008. The doctor predicted she had four months left to live and chemotherapy would not make a difference in prolonging her life. After receiving this devastating news, many questions came to mind. How do you accept something like this? Why did this happen? How will I survive without her in my life? Most importantly, what was my mother feeling? I needed answers. The events that took place during the last days of my mother’s life
Words: 1506 - Pages: 7
My brother Gregory has always struggled with my father not having an active role in his life. He has also felt responsible for not being able to help my mother provide for our family. Because of my mom’s financial struggle, Greg has never been to college. He has always worked minimum wage jobs. He currently is an on and off relationship with Kristalyn and struggling to provide for her and his daughter MaKayla. He currently lives in my grandparents’ home. Aleesha is
Words: 1597 - Pages: 7
me, my history follows a twisting and winding timeline that leaves many cliffhangers and loose ends. No part of my existence has been the standard apple pie, as-seen-on-tv type of life. There were no sunday barbecues and get-togethers with neighbors. The Braley household was more complex behind our front door and bolted windows. Happy stories were a fantasy I wished to live, but that’s alright, because it is these things that define me. My history and how it repeats/repeated itself through my life
Words: 1417 - Pages: 6
My Mother is My Greatest Influencer in My Life The person who influences me the most is my mother. My mother is the type of person who has thoughtful discussions about the importance of having a lovable family. My mother is the type of person who always has the time to listen when I really needed to express my feelings. I consider my mother a security blanket because she always listens to me at anytime of the day or night no matter if she is sleeping, sick or busy. She is always helping my sister
Words: 1284 - Pages: 6
Most wanted 14 years old, inundated by sex and with a little sister who has turned into a thief. Your parents are engrossed by other matters, so when finding out about your little sister it starts a long row that continue into the small hours while you’re trying to sleep. The atmosphere at home gets more and more intense and as a crisis with your best friend results in none of you talking to each other, you are suddenly faced with the problem at home all by yourself. This is what the narrator in
Words: 1026 - Pages: 5
excuse. Caring for one another is the only way to progress in this world which I learned through a devastating experience when I was younger. Over the years of my lifetime, I had never seen such acts of bravery since that day. I was very young at the time, when I was staying over at my best friend’s apartment, watching movies, when her older
Words: 419 - Pages: 2
has been many trials and tribulations that my family has gone through. the first one happend in 2006, when my mother had to drop out of San Jose State University to take care of my grandmother that was diagnosed with fourth stage breast/lung cancer. At that time my mother was not working and was receiving general assistance. When my grandmother passed away on October 21, 2006 my mother had to struggle with burring her by herself, even though she had her two daughters and close friends there for support
Words: 658 - Pages: 3
