Do you consider yourself as an expressionist? How fluent are you in showing your own emotions to others? Even if you say yes, or very fluent, the answer might be different when it comes to family issue. When is the last time you said "Thank you", "Sorry", or "I love you" to your family? People agree that it's harder to show your feelings within family members. It's maybe because they are the closest people standing right next to you no matter what. We tend to think they will always be there for you, will always love you unconditionally. Taken by those thoughts, at times, we easily take their love and caring for granted. Even worse, we use cutting words which we didn't really mean, to hurt their feelings. Up until two and half months ago, I …show more content…
She already had hepatitis B, and her brothers passed away with liver cancer, so we were all worried about the possibility of her getting liver cancer. After she went through all the examination process, we had to wait till the result to come out. Until then, none of us could be so positive, and as for me, everyday was so painful as if I were living in hell. Every night I would fall into nasty thoughts, losing my mom would be so horrible, and I cried, failing to fall asleep. Next morning I would wake up and thank god that my mom's still there, and started to worry again. The vicious cycle lasted for 2 weeks, when the result finally came …show more content…
It was not long ago since we lost our grandmother, and the saying "misfortunes never come singly" had came to my mind. I was so frightened back then, worrying what if the second misfortune came. While I was sinking into the somber mental state, I had regretted about my attitude, how I treated her and how bad I was. I could not even remember when the last time I told her “I love you” was. I often got irritated at her, whining about the distance from my home to school, pestered her for letting me live apart from the family near school. I was such a bad daugher, not spending much time with my mom. The incident made me regretful of my past days, and I decided to change. I realized my familiy will not always be there, and I should show how much I love them while I can. Regretting afterwards means nothing, it's crying over spilt
She lost an immense amount of weight within those months. To make matters worse she had an accident at work causing her to no longer be able to hold her job . I remember thinking this was a sign from God that we were being punished. I remember praying night and day for my father’s return. This downfall did not only cause emotional pains but it also created an economic downfall in which I had no idea what to do.
Growing up I was always raised in a nice environment. Dinner at our kitchen table, trips to Reno, Six Flags to see the cute dolphins, we had a great bond between our family. When I was in elementary school, my friends and I talked about our families and what we were going to do during the weekend. My classmate told me that he was not able to do anything for the weekend because his parents would always be fighting. Quickly I began to have sympathy for a kid that I knew was a trouble maker.
My families and those around me communicate their need with extended in a typical way which is with great pride involved which is not surprising because it is the world we live in no one wants to be hurt and wrong and feel defeated so even when we are on the losing end we either express hate towards that or become pretending winners.larry and his dad is a great example of this because it 's obvious that gil grew up to be the better son but larry being his dad own image at that age constant effort was put in to turn wrongs into rights but at the end of the day we all have to face reality that nobody change
Tuesday afternoon. I was reading a book and drinking a cup of hot chocolate in my room, near the window. It was January, but everything looked so calm and nice outside. Suddenly, I heard my mom calling my name and she told me that we need to talk.
I was constantly depressed, and crying myself to sleep knowing that I didn’t say goodbye to her, that she wouldn’t be there for my quinceanera. My grandmother was the person that influenced my parents into coming to America, and finding a future for me, a better education, and opportunities, things I would never achieve in Cuba. My mom would always tell me to study hard, and keep moving forward because my grandmother would always ask about me and how i’m doing in school, as well as to keep pursuing my dreams. At school I was able to focus on my work with the help of my friends.
She talks about all the things she wishes she could tell her grandmother. “One often ignores one's feelings
Death is inevitable. Losing someone you love is dreadful. It was April 2016 when we were sitting at the dinner table late at night with our family friends. My mom’s phone began to ring. When I saw her reaction, I knew immediately.
They care for me and love me and I love them all as well. My family helps me overcome problems I have in life, a difficult problem or an easy one, they are always there when I need
I still remember the day that I talk back to my mom,she was like what?,like she never expected that I talked back at her. That day I saw the sadness in her eyes then that’s when I felt guilty for what I’ve done. I totally understand that she always wants the best for me and she doesn’t wants us to get hurt. That’s why I love my family so much that I can’t stand seeing them getting hurt because of me. Being part of a family is a big responsibility.