Family: Dysfunctional Family

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Dysfunctional family? Only with venom spewing from each other’s mouths, along with chairs, knives, and broken bottles thrown at each other. Grow up Stephanie? How wouldn’t a five year old grow up if they were exposed to this adulterated violence? Although, this didn’t last long. In a short period of time we moved in with my two uncle’s, Ron and Steve, and life became extremely better. I learned from my mom and my uncle’s that everyone deserves to have an extraordinary life, and to have a family they appreciate every day.

Before I was born, my mom wanted me to have my dad in my life and she tried so every hard to keep this little family together. Things were never great nor good to begin with. There was lying, cheating, drugs, and so much …show more content…

Home life became so much better for me and mom, pressure was taken off my mother’s back and for a young kid I was pretty happy for the screaming to stop. My “dad” caused a lot of stress, but my uncle Ron would and still does take stress away from the rest of his family and puts it onto himself. Ron has done things to help raise me that he has never had to do. He helped a strong, amazing women to raise an equally as strong woman. Ron is almost 60 years old and he’s still fighting, he has this flame inside of him that burns so strong and I would be so lucky to have the same flame burn inside of me. Ronnie is not only my uncle, but he’s an extraordinary father figure I’ve had. He took on the task with my mom to raise me, he stood next to me and my mom when my “father” ran away: when I think of a strong man I think of my uncle …show more content…

I’ve learned that there are people who have been in the same situation that I’ve been in but that they never taken out of their situation. Seeing mothers, fathers, and children suffer physically, mentally, and financially. Ron was right, there are people suffering and I wanted and still want to help everyone I possibly can. I’ve found myself to gravity more towards kids, like kids in the system or up for adoption; even more than that I want to help older kids because they 're the one who are left behind because they 're no longer babies. I have a deeper understanding with older kid up for adoption because they usually feel left behind and with my father never being in my life I understand how it feels to be left, I was lucky that my mother kept me even though she could have given me up for adoption and my uncle Ron became my biggest role model. In the future, I basically want to build my own orphanage, but I want it to be a care center not just for kids up for adoption, or kids in the system with bad records but for adults who are just down on their luck and they need

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