Family Diabetes-Personal Narrative Analysis

“Ángel de mi guarda, mi dulce compañía no me desampares ni de noche ni de día.” (My guardian angel, my sweet company don't forsake me not of night or day.) This prayer takes me back in time for the nights of my childhood as my mother would tuck me into bed. I believed it would keep me safe at night and for years it seemed to work. At the age of 11 I experienced some obstacles that would not only bring me and my family pain, but would also cause us to become strangers to one another. The years of memorable family gatherings soon became distant memories of the past. As I had experienced two different neighborhoods while growing up I noticed a clear contrast between high and low income neighborhoods. When my family was struggling financially we had no option but to live in an area known for gang related violence. Growing up learning how to avoid dangerous people instead of playing with barbies forced me to... Being aware of more at a young age allowed me to mature at a faster pace than most. Fortunately, my parents both found better jobs, allowing us to move to a safer neighborhood. For five years monthly block parties and friendly neighbors became our daily lifestyle. Little did we know our lives would soon crumble before our eyes. …show more content…
However, we were not expecting my sister to be diagnosed at the age of 14. The frustration and anger that she felt caused arguments to arise daily. Constant yelling and the sound of doors trembling as they were slammed shut was mentally exhausting. As the youngest child, I felt responsible for the happiness of my sister. Guilt, anger, and confusion were recurring feelings as I could do nothing to take away the pain. Soon after the diagnosis, we not only lost our home but my mom also lost her job. Chaos can describe what we experienced in such a short amount of