Family
THE DAY MY WORLD TURNED BLUE
I was a bright, bubbly three-minute-old baby when I met Hattie Holt. Hattie was born in Syprel Crit, Arkansas in 1927. She was a magnificent Mother, Wife, Sister, and Friend, but I knew her as Grandma. She was full of life and loved to gamble only with her money, never her life, as she said. She worked as a Restaurant Manager and Server for over 32 years. A little-known restaurant in Highland Park, Michigan called the Hi-Liter, is where she worked her magic on us all. She wowed customers daily with her amazing attitude, great food and desserts, and bright smile. The tunes on the huge jukebox serenaded customers and employees alike with Motown tunes and old-school favorites as you dined. Grandma would buzz around waiting tables, handling staff issues, bookkeeping, and running the restaurant with only a high school education but she was the smartest person with numbers and language that I knew. She taught herself business management and accounting.
Mary Reene WillisPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsThe Day I lost My Brother
The day that I lost the person that was suppose to protect me! My brother was a normal fifteen year old boy out in the world curious about girls. One day he meet this girl she was a beautiful spanish girl with long beautiful brown hair and gorgeous light brown eyes and stood about 5'5 small built she weighed like 125lbs. He thought she was the most beautiful girl that he had ever seen. He said "sis I got to make her my girlfriend". Everyday he go by her house and speak to her, slowly drawing her into his charm. After about two weeks of him talking to her he finally got her to be his girlfriend. But there was a few problems, her family. They hated that fact that she was dating a african american boy. Everyday her three brothers would try to intimidate him by threating him that they were going to beat him up if he dont stop seeing her but he just couldn't get past their connection that they had. She would try to brake up with him because she had gotten so scared for his life and she was so tired of all the things her family would say to her about him, they just kept ending up back together. Me on the other hand only being 8yrs old, had no idea what was going on I just knew he was happy when he talked about her. He said "I loved everything about her sis, her smile, her attitude, her heart", he just loved being around her, he wanted to spend every opportunity with her. Our mother would tell him all the time that it was puppy love and that it wouldn't last, but he didn't care what anybody thought about the way he felt, to him, he was in love. Things changed the day that my uncle and his family moved to town. They came straight from the gutter. My cousin were gangsters with fear of anything and always ready for a fight. They teased my brother all the time about his feelings he had for his girlfriend but he still didn't care how they felt and he never told them about how her family hated him. One day, which is the day that things changed for him. Him and my cousins were walking to school and he said "lets go by and pick up my girlfriend so she can walk to school with us", they said "ok we guess since you all love sick". He laughed it off and they went over there and her brothers came running outside talking tough and they ended up getting into a big fight with my cousins and brother. They told my brother and cousins to meet them back there after school so they could handle it like men. Of course my cousins being from the streets took on the challenge. My brother tried to figure out a way to get them to calm down and call off the fight. My cousins went right home and told my uncle about it and he instantly got mad and grabbed his gun and started loading it. My brother said "I must go over there before they get there and try to call off the fight". He ran over there fast as he could and her brothers came running outside and was trying to jump him, but he was just trying to stop the fight. My uncle and his sons came around the corner and seen them surrounding him and started shooting into the crowd. Everybody ran different ways trying to get away. Then the police showed up to our house asking for my brother. He went to jail, and my uncle told my brother "you have to take the charge for him because he didn't want to go to jail. And my brother was so heart broken that his girlfriend had got shot and killed during the shooting he took the charge and spent ten years in jail for a crime he was trying to stop from being committed. From that day I lost my brother for the rest of my childhood. I didn't see my brother again until I was 18 years old. My brother, my best friend was gone ten years for a crime he didn't even commit. It just broke my heart. That day changed him for the rest of his life, he has not been able to get his life back right again..
Kristy BeanPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsForever changed me
I'm not writing my story to push Christianity its the most truthful most powerful part of My Life and I Hope it is allowed to be read , I know the world in itself have different views but to share this and tell you the life of Karen myself would be an intriguing beginning to my new journey in the world of writing ,this is the beginning to my never ending story , my truest love of all , we all have a miracle that has taken place in our lives , our saving grace , the one stepping stone that changes us and some grasp the same eye opener and the words amazing grace I was blind but now I see , when you open your heart and let your faith take over everything comes to light and in that very moment you recognize all the lessons from your cause and effect.your vision becomes clear to a whole new world . a world that you choose based on the decisions we each make in this world . we all have free will , it is how our life journey will play out , have you ever heard the saying go with that gut feeling or follow your heart well if your heart is filled with love always follow it and if your heart has love missing listen to your gut because those are signs through your conscience to help lead your path from destruction up ahead , well I was one of those who didn't pay attention and did what I wanted and the path I was on was a pattern of one disaster after another . here we are at the end of my disaster , praying for the better not wanting yet another let down but still ignoring and doing what I want , to get to where u need to be to understand my miracle we have to go back just a little in time, having 3 other siblings and there being 3 girls and 1 boy my brother being the baby well he was super spoiled. I was 18 and he was 15 when our mom passed away with cancer. The first major disaster in our lives . my brother chose being bad and doing bad and ended up in and out of prison through my journey, I knew he needed me to be there for him , he had already gave our family doubt he would change and be that better man. I was at a unit visiting with him when another inmate walked past us and yes attraction can be bad especially when you know that lifestyle isn't healthy , my brother called me later that evening and asked if I'd like to be a pen pal to his friend . red light but again here I am ignoring and I said sure . my brother wasn't bad as in mean he just made bad choices and chose to live wrong and having a past with being with "Monsters" mean men who mentally and physically baffled me I wasn't scared to trust. I wrote this man for 5 months and this was where things began to fall off , my brother made parole and came home and then this man I had been writing made parole , we lost contact and I moved on to yet another disastrous decision still in this pattern . a year later my brother landed himself yet again in prison and soon to follow my pen pal . who would even had suspected that ever happening . they weren't friends as in kept in touch on the outside so when they were from two different parts of Texas but yet ended up at the same unit once again I felt like OK maybe this is fate knocking at my door because the moment he seen my brother he asked about me and said I have missed her I messed up and I was at that time still in a relationship and ignored those words . its crazy when you become single you want to mingle and years later well I looked this man up and found he was one hour away in a unit so I sent him a letter and a week later I heard back from him , he added me to his visitation and that is where we need to be. We got married 5 months later in that unit and I did three solid years faithfully and dedicated to him ,every weekend visits , everyday phone calls and I was raised in faith of our Lord but when you are young and allow yourself to get lost in this big world that was me at certain points in my life as a mother I did go to church with my children but allowing everyday life to interfere well I back tracked and began missing church stopped praying the way I was until I watched the movie war room as if Jesus was speaking to me through that movie because he was preparing me for the future I had no idea about and I began praying again and church every Sunday where I had went with my kids through their teenage years . We were so in love or so I thought so I wanted this marriage to last forever . he made parole and went to program and came home 6 months later , December 23 2019. Not even a month in of him being home here I was yet in another situation that I put myself in. As months passed I seen a difference and badness began happening things I prefer not to say but I allowed myself in a world I didn't want to be a part of and as I prayed I found myself in church with my best friend from high school , as if I was led to this church for a purpose. the following Sunday I was suppose to go to a church where the pastor I had taken my kids to but he messaged me and said due to nine members getting covid the church is closing for two weeks and I felt it in my heart to go to church with my best friend again , the evangelist that was there that day to give his word said I am here for the seeker he is ready to seek out those who have been close to speaking in holy Spirit and he already knows who you are so if you will please come to the front and it was as if this gift was meant right then at this particular moment and I was the first one to speak in a different language , not like Spanish or Hebrew but a unique way and after that moment I felt different I felt blessed and the pastor asked me if I'd like to be baptized and yes without a doubt I was reborn again in Christ . from that moment on my life has been safe , Jesus is my safe place , he came when I needed him and he saved me from the place I was at .Four days after my receiving the gift of the Holy Spirit my home was empty from the darkness and light filled every room . Peace be still . my divorce became finalized and the home was signed over to me free will of the man I thought was my forever . my life is forever changed no more will I fall into the pattern I once was I am now forever in the arms of the one who loves me the most . Not everyone will believe nor will their faith be as strong as mine but if you have hope for a better day have faith in the positive way of living push all the negative away. like I said in the beginning I'm not writing to push Christianity I'm sharing my life experience that forever changed me.
Karen GreenPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsA Letter to My Brother
Dear Brother, It has been twenty-six years since I’ve heard your voice…seen your smile. It’s just as painful now as the day I found you. It’s been twenty-six years of that memory living fresh in my mind. Trying to wake you. Realizing it was never going to happen. The automatic heart ache that consumed my very being.
B.Published 3 years ago in ConfessionsBlood is Thicker Than Water
You would think that my coming of age story was written by the Devil. Some would say that I changed the story as time went on but I didn't
Stephanie RueffPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsCousin Johnny
Handling a tragedy is never easy as a young child, for me it made me realize that everything would not always be wonderful and happy. Revealing, that “The power of imagination,” is not always that powerful. The made up world of a child’s mind is simply circled around blissful thinking. Being so young, children just assume that the real world is the same as their own, and nothing bad can come across their path. When it comes time for a child to actually experience a tragic incident for the first time, they are stunned, as they try to piece together what is going on around them.
Jasmin McCardellPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsEnd of The World
Trembling, I hid under a paper-thin blanket trying hard not to emit a single decibel of sound...trying hard not to move a muscle. If they knew I was here, my life would be over. Would I make it? Would they let me live? Or would they end my life as I knew it? I sure could use Harry Potter's invisibility cloak right now...then there'd be no chance they'd find me...
Ashleigh RileyPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsBlinded by life
When I was about 7 ish I started to realize things. Things that kids really shouldn’t have to worry about. But I liked to notice. While every other kid was out playing with friends at parks and hanging out, I danced in the small dust devils that brought the autumn leaves to life.
KrystalPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsBeing a mom is Stressful!
Everyone paints this perfect picture of moms, like we are supposed to be the perfect parent 24/7, 365 days a year or that because we are moms, we are not allowed to have me time, or go out. Well I'm here to tell you that that is fucking bullshit. Moms need breaks.. From their kids, from EVERYONE. Because if not? Well I will most definitely tell you. My youngest is 16 months old and my fiancé and I haven't had a break since she was born.. Its exhausting.. draining.. and I am fricken tired! If you read my last blog, you would know that I am 22, with 5 children(between Andrew and I), and that I have crazy ass mental disorders.. Yeah. My daughter, Ivory, is at that stage where she wants everything she sees and if she can't have it she screams for 20 minutes straight. Plus she's hitting and pulling hair.. She don't give a damn about anything. Then I am dealing with my son, Tobiason, he is 5 in less than a month, and he is a troubled child. He is on medication to help his ADHD but he has major anger problems and it is so difficult dealing with him at times..
Dalene HultinePublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsWhy I Told My Kids of Mistakes I Made
I was raised during an era when parents used the terms “because I said so” and “do as I say, not as I do.” After I had kids of my own, I chose to break that cycle of explanation avoidance and humanize myself as a parent.
Lori ArmstrongPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsThe battle
I felt betrayed by my father, grandmother, and brother, who at the time was my best friend when he left me. But, unfortunately, I now understand the true selfishness behind their heinous actions. So, this story is about how my family betrayed me!
AriPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsThe last 365 days
Growing up without my mother I always had that feeling that something was missing and for many years I searched for something to fill that void.
Angel PattonPublished 3 years ago in Confessions