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Celebrate Family
I was reflecting today as I often do, and while doing so I realized it has been 25 years since my grandmother, Marcella Rush, (Da'Ma, as we affectionally called her) went home to be with the Lord. Upon this realization also came the awareness of how we often take life and all it holds for granted. Almost 30 years ago when I was shot and the doctors performed a surgery that miraculously saved my life I was newly married and awaiting the birth of my first child. Preparing to celebrate a new family. When I contracted the coronavirus I had recently returned from Kentucky and Ohio where I celebrated Thanksgiving with family. So, as one who is currently recovering from the effects of the coronavirus, I can tell you that death is standing right outside the door and can take you unawares. Making the celebration of family that much more important.
By Rodney L. Sutton, Sr.3 years ago in Families
Stories From My Grandmother
My Grandmother was born when the cotton was being harvested, during War World II, on September 25, 1942. She was the second youngest child of 13 , children of sharecroppers. Her parents were also children of sharecroppers. These are some of her memories of her childhood.
By Shalasha Deese3 years ago in Families
The Remaining Balance
The sun slowly sank in her rearview mirror as Frances drove her tiny sedan to the bank. She felt the sunlight envelope her, even though it first passed through a glass rear window, reflected through a glass rearview mirror, and slipped through her dark sunglasses. The strip mall to her left was baked in an orange pre-dusk glow. A late afternoon in the summer always had this look and feel. An anticipatory calm coddled the town. The day, in a final sleepy motion, stripped down and sunk into a hammock, anticipating a summer’s evening of activities. A few people milled about. But Frances was the one lonely observer to bear witness to this strange time of day.
By Nicholas Zampa3 years ago in Families
Paid In Full (Unabridged)
Water drips off of overhead pipes onto a nearby furnace vent, sending puffs of steam out the window overlooking an alley full of honking horns, with the smell of food being hustled between by-passers. Drip. Hiss. Drip. Hiss. Thud. Buzzzz. A door slams and electric lights flicker on. Kyla hears Bridger, a friend of her fathers, open the shop downstairs. Voices speaking of his new wares quickly ensue. Luckily, Bridger had the sense to move shop and leave their hometown before it was too late.
By Shakanna Lauer3 years ago in Families
The hand of trust
All my life I waited and wanted to feel the love from my mother. I just needed more time to make that happen and surprisingly it came. I took a photo of our hands joined together because this is what I always wanted. Now I have her trust, the love of my mother I always dreamed of.
By Keila Martin3 years ago in Families
The Small Black Notebook
The Little Black Book By Judith Headley As Michael gazed outside on this particular dismal day, he watched the raindrops beating on the window. He was pondering on how life could be better for him and his grandmother. He had clothes on his back and food to eat, but life could be much better for them.
By Judith Headley3 years ago in Families
The Book of Fates
These days, Arianna spends most of her mornings juggling the boys schooling, data entry for work then food prep and clean up after lunch. Today was no different and by the time she was finished with the mornings responsibilities she was ready for a reboot.
By Alice Knight-Hawk 3 years ago in Families
Ben
I felt a bit uneasy in the moment. It wasn’t nerves, or anything like that. I was just, uneasy. I really can’t explain it much more than that. And I don’t think it had anything to do with the fact my father was dead. Quite frankly, I was surprised it took the old prick this long to die. I know that sounds harsh but, the old man did not deserve compassion. He had chosen a life on the road, and that road rarely led him to me. Honestly though, I was at peace with it all.
By David Bach3 years ago in Families