The Importance Of My Family

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I grew up in a home many would view as non-traditional. We weren’t the type of family who hugged or were verbal about our feelings. Of course my family wasn’t always this way. It began after my mom became ill with both bone and breast cancer. After she passed on my family was never the same. My siblings and I no longer began to receive the kind of nurturing most families seemed to supply. Without our mom in our lives our worlds fell apart. At the age of five I couldn’t seem to comprehend how someone so loved could leave the earth so soon. Without our mother it seemed the only person we had left to rely on was our father. I say “seemed” because it felt like he was less of a help and more of a ghost. I rarely saw him and when I did he didn’t seem like much of the …show more content…

I was always astonished by the way she could light a fire under Charlene’s ass. I could tell that my step-monster was petrified of her. Crystal definitely knew how to put the fear of God into her. Crystal was always my hero. As I got older and entered high school Crystal began to be my motivator. She was the only one who believed in me. I could tell she genuinely cared about me succeeding. Crystal pushed me to graduate and I honestly believe that without her I would have failed. Shortly after I graduated I decided I was going to join the Navy. I signed my enlistment papers without letting anyone in on my plan. I finally choked up the courage to call my sister. The whole point of the phone call was so I didn’t have to witness the despair in her face. I tried to avoid the guilty feeling building inside of me. As I talked to her I could tell that avoiding this feeling was useless. The more we talked the stronger the shattering of her heart came through in her shivering voice. Although she didn’t enjoy my decision she stood by me. A year after I joined I finally understood what a shattering heart felt like. I received a phone call that halted my

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