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So, I grew up in a single-parent home with just my mom. I never knew my real dad he left when I was a baby but I don’t want to dwell on that too much because he didn’t matter then and he still is irrelevant now. I grew up with my mother and my grandma. My grandmother was a nurse and she was essentially our next door neighbor. Those two brave and strong women raised me and together made a pretty successful kid. My mother never worked because she has a lot of health issues that did not allow her to work so we were supported by my grandma. My grandmother supported all three of us for many years and made sure I never longed for anything. We didn’t have family that lived close to us, so most of my family roots came from those two. They were essentially my foundation growing up and still are today in every way.
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It was never a problem growing up without a dad and I never once felt like I lacked anything ever. When I saw kids with their dads getting picked up from school I never lusted after a father. It was never something that I looked down on myself for or felt ashamed of. I never longed for a dad because, like I said, my mother and grandma were my foundations and they were all I needed. My mother never worked and this was also never a problem for me either. Whenever kids would talk about what their parents did I never became worrisome when it came to me. I would say loud and proud that my mother stayed at home and was my #1 fan. To me that was her job when I was growing up, she was my counselor and motivator and #1 fan and to me that was her job. There was no shame in my eyes even when I grew up later, and understood more it still was never a problem. I never considered my situation as something bad or that I was some how lacking something. I would consider myself blessed to be able to be raised by these two amazing women. My situation was a blessing, not a bad thing that I was ashamed
Growing up for me some would say it was rather difficult and in some ways I would agree. There have been a lot of rough times that I have been through. This has and will affect my life for the rest of my life. The leading up to adoption, adoption and after adoption are the reasons my life were difficult.
To be honest, I took it for granted to have both parents in my life. In fact, I cannot deny that financial capital and cultural capital helped us to maintain the structure of my family. It was wealth and enough income that prevented our family from separating due to financial problems, whether by divorce or for a parent to leave for a better-paying job far from home. Furthermore, it was wealth coming from both parents and grandparents that put me in affluent
I first became a mother on a very hot day in North Carolina on August 2008, to a 9 lb. 7 oz. girl. We moved to Texas when she was 7 months old and have lived here ever since; except the 6 months we lived in Canada during the winter. It was a great experience living there but it made me very grateful for Texas winters.
My life started when I was raised by my grandmother who wanted the best out of me. She is the person that made me who I’m today, and I have her gratitude to go college, stay on the right track, and be whoever I want to be in life. My grandmother showed me the world when I was a child, and that’s reason why I want to work in the human service field and work with children. I was raised by both of my mother and grandmother and I learn from two different perspectives in life. I saw how each of them had different ways and I believe that is another way that I over come so many challenges throughout my life.
when to do their homework or even in some cases when to go to bed.
Since birth the one person that was always by my side except for my family was my Grandma. Once my parents needed to go back to work she was there everyday to watch over me. She took me with her every where she went and was proud to show me off and that she had such a wonderful grandson. My Grandma was around for all of my “firsts” that happened as an infant. I think that most of them can be accountable to her. I was never hungry since she always kept me full and when it came time to walk and talk she was there. A lot of our free time was spent chasing my old dog around the yard and petting the horses or going to the park. She was there every step of my infant years and through my younger years.
As a child, I didn't grow up like most kids in my community. Usually, babies are born to two adults with stable jobs. However, I was born into a family consisting of two teenage parents, my mom being 17 and my dad 18. Unlike most teenage parents who tend to split apart, I was lucky enough to have parents that decided to raise me. Of course, with the help of others.
They fought tirelessly for the American dream that they instilled in me the value of working hard for what you want in life. They taught me that hard work and determination are the only rules to live by. Because of their teachings, I put my very best effort into everything i do as my family has unceasingly told me, work is excessively vital as it produces money to the table, a roof over our heads, and food in our stomachs. It is why we are remarkably busy and do not spend time together like other families do. Growing up, I scrutinize money control the world, it was always never satisfying for others and they had jobs that they absolutely hated.
Ever wonder what your life would be like if you lost one of your parents? Growing up with a single mother losing my mom was always my biggest fear. Although growing up without a father figure in my life was challenging, overall it made me a stronger, more independent woman.
My father was always there for me, whether I wanted him to be or not. Most of the time, as an adolescent trying to claim my independence, I saw this as a problem. Looking back I now realize it was a problem every child needs, having a loving father. As hard as I tried to fight it, my dad instilled in me the good values and work ethic to be an honest and responsible member of society. He taught me how to be a good husband. He taught me how to be a good father. He taught me how to be a man. It has been 18 years since my father’s death, and I am still learning from the memories I have of him.
Growing up, I was raised by a single mom who gave birth to me while attending college which meant we didn’t have a lot. I still remember being woken up early in the morning by her and driven to my grandparents where they would watch me while she took on 2 shifts each day. Because of the amount of hours, she would work my grandparents took on the role of taking me to my school functions and sporting events. Although it was hard not always having my biggest fan there to cheer me on I knew inside that she would give anything to be there watching but someone had to put food on the table. We had to move quite often due to my mom’s job constantly relocating her to different branches. By the time, I had entered the 1st grade my mother and I were moving into our 5th residence in the Houston area. I was still in my adolescence so moving never seemed to bother me as long as I had my toys and a TV I was pretty content.
My parents are now not only raising me, but my sister, Chrissy, because my brother moved out since he is 28 years old. I’d say my mom did a little bit better job raising us then she did my brother because this was her second-go-around which she already had experience doing. I think she took her mistakes with my brother, and learned from them. We’re turning out alright thanks to her and my dad!
My mother was always busy with other things in the household. My mom use to tell me about my father and how he was a good man but, it got to me because if he was a good man why didn’t he help raise me? During high school I was a problem child because I was struggling with the problem of not having a biological father. I know I had my stepdad as a father figure
I was mostly raised by my grandparents due to my mom working full time. She had me on the weekends if not only for an hour or so in the afternoons when she would be home. Growing up and seeing others with their parents always made me feel like everyone else had something I could never obtain. Everyday I think about my father: who he is, how he looks, or if he has a family now. Even though I never had my biological father to my side there was someone who came into my life to fill that role of a father, which made me realize that bond is extremely important.
Single-parent families have been increasing since the 1970s and as you can guess, growing up in a single-parent family can be difficult and stressful for a child. Kathryn M. Feltey states, "The U.S. divorce rate steadily and dramatically increased in the thirty-year period 1965 to 1995. In 1965 the divorce rate was 2.5 per 1,000 people, increasing to an all-time high of 5.0 in 1985 and declining to 4.4 in 1995." (Feltey). Growing up as a child living without a father/mother figure can be challenging for a child.