The Importance Of My Life

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Throughout my 24 years of living I have been through and experienced a significant of things that made me who I am today. With all that I’ve experienced it has formed the way I view certain situations, think, and the way I go about them. Coming from a big well known family that’s from the Caribbean that carries the history that they do and being raised in the United States have played a big role of my opinions and the way I view, value, and acquire things. Even though my family is from Haiti and Cuba I have a significant amount of family that now lives in the United States mostly in New York and Miami and other parts of the world. Before my mother’s siblings was in the states they were born and raised in Haiti from a Cuban father and a Haitian …show more content…

Growing up my mother and her 14 other siblings were raised in one household and was mostly taken care of by my grandmother and house servants due to my grandpa traveling back and forth from Cuba. As some got older and started families they moved out and got their own homes in Haiti or moved to the states with the help of each other and my grandfather. When my mother moved to New York that’s when she met my father who was also from Haiti. After them having my brother in Brooklyn New York and living there until he was three years old that’s when they decided to move to Miami Florida because of my father’s Auto Part business. While my parents were living there that’s when I was conceived but was only able to live there for three years before moving to New York …show more content…

We would take family vacations to Haiti to visit him and other family members. That’s when I had the most fun in my childhood. The first time I ever step foot in Haiti I fell in love. I was young but I was still old enough to know that this is where my family roots are. The feeling I got being there was a feeling I would never forget till this day. In the several trips to Haiti I was able to visit my grandpa’s home several time which is where my mom and her siblings grew up, and meet most of the house servants that helped raised them all. I was also able to meet family members I never met before and go back and forth to the white house due to my uncle being the president at the time. On January 12, 2010 Haiti experienced a massive earthquake that left the country and most in the most devastated situation they ever experienced. On the day of the earthquake I lost an uncle due to a house collapsing on him while he was at a friend’s house. And three months later I lost my father on Easter from him having a heart attack. During my trip to Haiti for my father’s funeral that’s when I discovered that I had 4 sisters and 6 brothers. Even though it was our first time meeting it felt like we known each other all our lives and have been close ever since. Now as an adult looking back at my childhood I wouldn’t change anything except for the fact that me and my dad didn’t keep in contact the way I

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