First of all, my life begins with me, Clarissa. Second, my family is a part of me. It is because of them that makes me who I am. It does not only consist of immediate family but people that I hold dear to my heart.

Family is made up of people who look out for one another. Family takes care of each other when things get rough and has a Yahtzee game night. Family gets together atleast once a month to have dinner and is always up for summer barbeques. I have a big family.

My family ranges from close friends, to my aunts & uncles, to our cat, pumpkin. Yes, I cannot forget pumpkin. She sleeps most of the time when she's not busy stealing our socks and anything else she can get her paws on. Alas, she is a part of our family. She wakes us up in the morning, sneaks out at night, and at times, is more spoiled than me or my sister.

My family is amazing. It is understatement (or litote, as I learned from Dub) to say that they are great. The most amazing thing about us comes to mind when I look back on our family's history until I can remember no more. Our family is all about love. Through each other's mistakes and transgression, we have always offered love and forgiveness. It is definetly because of God's love that we are able to do so. I am proud to have such a family as my own.