The Importance Of My Family

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Back in first grade, I can remember being so envious of those kids who got all the toys they wanted for Christmas, having birthday parties at Chuck E. Cheese, and getting whatever they wanted when they went to the store with their mom; they would come into school Monday morning eager to talk about all the cool new things they got that weekend. I was never that kind of kid, my family was different from the rest; we didn’t have an abundance of money or anything fancy, we had what we needed and that had to be enough.
Growing up I never got things handed to me easily. Ever since I was young, everything I attained I worked for. At the time, it made me feel less than when compared to my peers. I always felt ostracized and left out. It was hard growing …show more content…

My family growing up consisted of my dad, my mom, my brother, and I. Of course we all had mutual love for one another, but it was just a different type of love than most families I encountered. I was always very close to my dad. Of course we had some disagreements, but he and I just always clicked. Despite our financial struggles, he always remained positive and would constantly remind me that the love we shared was stronger than any amount of money we could possess. He has always been the most understanding and appreciative man I have ever known. When I was dealing with my own personal struggles I could always count on him to know exactly what to say to get me through the day. My dad is my best friend and always will be. He taught me that despite whatever struggle you are going through; God can bring you through it-that I was stronger than I thought and I inspired him to be tough and fight through the battles of life every day. He reminded me at the end of the day, things will always turn out okay and how they are supposed to; that was what kept me going. Those talks we would have early in the morning before anyone else was awake rejuvenated my soul and attributed a lot the person I am today. The memories were prominent. I can remember

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