I've lived my life thinking that I was on my own and would never understand the true meaning of having a family. I was the kid who, throughout childhood, did not have any support networks from their mom and dad. To me, this was something that didn't make sense - I truly live by the belief that a child was brought into this world by at least one parent, and surely, they should love and support their child for the rest of their lives? But no, life always loves to throw hurdles at innocent people. My faith in the universe that one day, my parents would want me, would show me they cared. Obviously, that was never destined to happen. I was never supposed to have the typical family of loving parents and cheerful brother.
Throughout this year, I've learned what it truly means to be a family - no matter what happens, no matter how critical the situation is, the people you call your family will always be there for you. They will be your support networks, the ones you occasionally rant to, have fights with and talk to on a daily basis. And even if you fight every day, like me and my grandma, she forgives me each time and will love me unconditionally.
I'm almost going to university and I'm still waiting for acceptances. I'm scared of course, but I fear that my dream university will not give me an acceptance based on my math marks. Of course, they have not seen my gr 12 semester 1 marks yet, but still.
My aunt, grandma and uncle have been extremely supportive in which they give me advice on a regular basis on life and learning to develop good work habits.
I guess family DOES exist, but only if you look close enough.
Throughout this year, I've learned what it truly means to be a family - no matter what happens, no matter how critical the situation is, the people you call your family will always be there for you. They will be your support networks, the ones you occasionally rant to, have fights with and talk to on a daily basis. And even if you fight every day, like me and my grandma, she forgives me each time and will love me unconditionally.
I'm almost going to university and I'm still waiting for acceptances. I'm scared of course, but I fear that my dream university will not give me an acceptance based on my math marks. Of course, they have not seen my gr 12 semester 1 marks yet, but still.
My aunt, grandma and uncle have been extremely supportive in which they give me advice on a regular basis on life and learning to develop good work habits.
I guess family DOES exist, but only if you look close enough.