First I would like to point out that I enlarged the most important people in my family to me on my genogram: my mother and father, grandmother and grandfather Callicutt, my sister, my brother, and my brother-in-law. I will begin with the patterns on my father’s side of my family. I have noted that I had a hate relationship with my Aunt Francis when she was alive, that I have conflict with my Aunt Cyndie, and that I am cutoff from my Uncle Daniel. I have only met my uncle Daniel once because he lives in Thailand and is never in the United States, however I would not see him any more often if he lived here. My uncle did not fly home for my grandfather’s (his father’s) funeral, and that is one of the many reasons I have zero respect for him. All three of my father’s siblings are, in my opinion, selfish. Since my grandfather’s death I have found out that all three of them have been stealing money from my elderly grandmother who suffers from Alzheimer’s disease. Aside from this disturbing fact, they have been very distant from my immediate family for most of my life, and they are untrustworthy. I show a small amount of sympathy for my Aunt Cyndie because I know she has a drinking addiction and this is mainly the cause of her actions. However, she has showed no signs of ever wanting help with her addiction, and she is not receptive of our help with her addiction. Luckily I have more fond memories and emotions toward my grandparents (Callicutt) and father. My grandfather was my closest friend until he passed away and I miss him daily. I love and cherish what time I have left with my grandmother, as well as I love and cherish my time with my father seeing as how I do not see him much due to the location of his wor...
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...role model for my sister. However, over time Howard rebuilt the trust and loyalty between him and my mother. I feel that everyone deserves a second chance, but I do not feel that they should be handed out lightly. Because of this lesson I have learned, I have been able to mend certain friendships in my past that truly meant so much to me, even though I had been betrayed.
I definitely think that I still have a lot to learn, and that my family has a lot to learn with each other. In the meantime, I continue to observe my family’s relationships and let my learnings from them influence how I handle relationships in my own personal life. I am also a young adult and I know that my interpretations of my family’s relationships will change over time, and hopefully help me to be more well-rounded and knowledgeable of how to develop and grow into better, stronger relationships.
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