My grandmother has acquired the most sincere respect from me, and is the true backbone of our family. My grandmother is truly a self-made, independent woman, and I will return to her the happiness she has given to me. I often wonder what the past was like for my grandmother, trying to fathom how the lucky hands of life are dealt so unfairly. By looking at her now, I can only imagine the hardships she has endured, and the many obstacles she has hurdled as the years transpire. To illustrate, I often study her hands, the painful imperfections, which took years of working multiple jobs, making sure life for her children was as carefree as possible.
My Grandfather never believed in distance relationship neither with his wife nor his children so he moved his family from place to place along with his work . My dad also followed my grandfather’s footstep ,working the same job and taking his family around with him. 1982 was the year that brought stable and settled life for my family eight years before I was born. This kind of unstable life was very common in my native country in the 50’s till the late 70’s . Coontz also stated in her essay that women’s were kept in the house without a job just to raise kids
You would find her on the couch, while my aunt and dad worked to pay the bills and keep the house running. The day my mother left was the longest day of my life. I had to keep myself busy and make sure my emotions were in check for my siblings, in particular my brother Glenn, who has autism. I grew up quicker and did my best to be there for my family. The day my brother Glenn, came up to me and said, “Jenny, you promised mom would be gone for a year,” is not one I will forget.
Family Matters No two families are alike. Each family member has their own characteristics, problems and identity’s, but regardless of each individuals differences families should be there to support one another, learn from each other’s mistakes, and mold each individual to become a better person in life. This idea of family came from my own personal experiences with mine. They are truly everything to me and without them I would not be the person I am today. It is unfortunate that many people will never know what it truly feels like to be part of loving family.
We haven't fought over anything and I've known her since I was basically a baby. She's the first person I'd go to if I ever needed advice and she's got me through so much made me stronger. I would hate to lose her. It's never a dull moment when we hang out, I could basically call her my
Then it also included the extended family that is, uncles, aunties and the cousins, normally from the father’s side. In my family I grew up with a single parent because my father passed away when I was one month old. It never felt much of a single parent family because my uncles were there to take my fathers responsibilities in so many ways. They made all the decisions they had to be made. Where we were to farm, they helped us building our new house and doing some errands for us.
My mother died when I was 17 months old and my father was an alcoholic, and he couldn’t take care of me. My aunt and uncle my mother’s brother stepped in and raised me as their own. I never knew any different. Sadly, in 1981 my uncle died and my aunt made a choice to continue on the legacy that was bestowed upon her. When I was young, she used to read to me for hours, quiz me for my weekly spelling test.
She is what you could call “the rock” of our family she keeps us all up, in our times of hardships. My grandmother made us all laugh when we were having a horrible day. My grandmother was just an all around great person. My grandmother has worked hard all her life, and she never gave up when times were hard, because she knew she had a family at home to provide for. It’s astonishing that my grandmother kept her head up high and her spirits strong through everything.
A Mother’s Beauty Out of all the beautiful women I’ve known, no one compares to this woman, my mother, Nyoua Lee. My mother possesses beauty through her black long hairs, round face, her courage, and her heart. She is a warm-hearted woman who never expects anything in return. Looking into her eyes, you can see a beautiful soul. Her almond shaped eyes are always bright and cheerful.
Essay (descriptive) Many things and many people in our life have mattered to us and I believe that many of these same things and people have also affected us in some profound, meaningful and permanent way. Regardless of this, there is one person in my life who has done more for me than anyone else. When people asked me “who is my best friend?” no doubt, my answer for that question is my mother. She is so considerate and generous that I admire her and realize her as my best friend. My mother is my best friend that I ever had in my life.