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7 Nigerian Celebrities You Never Knew Are GRANDPARENTS (Photos).
So beautiful. Parenthood – it is the dream of so many people. The wish to procreate, to give birth to one’s own children. The wish that quickly follows after this which many people wish and long for is the wish to become grandparents! For the children that you birthed to give birth to their own children.
By Jide Okonjo6 years ago in Families
The nightmare of an elderly person flying with IBERIA
I want to tell this story because I hope by sharing it we can help to avoid other families to face such nightmare in the future. We are originally from Costa Rica, a family of 5 (mom, dad and 3 kids jajaja) Due to worked I was relocated to Europe 2 years ago. After the sudden passing of my mom in 2020 we decided that will be good for my Dad to come and spend sometime with me and my daughter here.
By Francine Gonzalez6 years ago in Families
The Love Of Parents Continues To Shine For Dan Levy
I'm not quite sure whose star is becoming brighter lately - #DanLevy or that of his parents, Schitt's Creek co-creator #EugeneLevy and his wife #DeborahDivine. Don't get me wrong; it's clear that all the accolades that Dan Levy has received and continues to receive are very much deserved, and they don't give the coveted #SNL hosting spot to just anyone. However, his parents are gaining quite a bit of traction online thanks to their unabashed love of their son.
By Christina St-Jean6 years ago in Families
Pop's Little Black Book
After the last mourner had left the wake, Kellee knew it was time to tearfully go through the remnants of two lives that had spent over fifty years together. There wasn’t much, as Pops and Gran had been quite frugal. I guess growing up during the depression had instilled in them to hold on to every dollar. They lived simply and may not have appeared to have much, but they were rich in Love and Family.
By Joyce Schwartz6 years ago in Families
The Little Black Book
As Cashmere picked up the small package, she looked around and wondered who could have left it at the entrance of her townhouse. Tucking it under her arm, she unlocked the door, entered and placed it with the daily mail and her keys on the kitchen counter. Removing her layered clothing on the way to her bedroom, she wanted a hot shower to wash away the tension of the day from her body and mind after working eight hours as a claims adjuster for CitiData. Toweled-dried and feeling somewhat refreshed, she wrapped her body in a soft robe, then poured herself a glass of wine and sat on one of the cushioned bar stools at the counter.
By Vanderlyn Hamilton Davis6 years ago in Families
Pop
Late afternoon sun slips between the plastic slats of the blinds, painting parallel lines in the room. The stripes melt over the edge of the mattress and land on the floor, getting wider and wider as they go. I sit on the bed, watching my grandfather. They moved him to the “rehabilitation center” today (it’s not a nursing home, everyone insists) after spending time in the hospital. I know this is a turning point in our lives. He won’t go home again.
By Paula J Peckham6 years ago in Families
The Devil Face Dollar Bill
It had been a week since the passing of my beloved grandmother and four days since saying said my final goodbyes at the funeral. She was my favourite person and would continue to hold that title until my dying day. She had had a good life living to the age of ninety-nine, only a month shy of her hundredth birthday. I had taken the task of going through all the belongings in her home, though this was done out of love, it was also so I could possibly find the diary she had left me in her will. I had felt a sense of honour being left the diary of a woman who had led such a full life, and yet no one knew where she kept such a cherished item. The final evening of my stay in the house, I decided that I would sleep in her bed as the couch was starting to put a permanent kink in my neck. To some, the thought of sleeping in the bed where their grandmother had quietly passed in her sleep may have seemed morbid or obscure in the least, but after outfitting it with clean sheets and my favourite comforter that I brought from home, I felt more at peace than I had the entire week.
By Tara Gerhart6 years ago in Families
There's Gold in Them Thar, Peaches?
It was getting late and mama was calling for us to come home. It was summer 1975. I was out with my brother and sister. We had put our money together and bought a metal detector to find some treasures buried out back. You see, we live in a small town in California, called Pollock Pines. It used to be a gold mining town and we were going to strike it rich. Mama thinks we're being foolish, but daddy was optimistic. He said if we struck it rich, that we would have to start paying rent. We were good with that. We were out every day, all day. But so far only a few coins and a rusty old bucket. But mama started calling us just as we started digging in a new spot. This could be it. We could be rich. My sister ran to the house to let mama know we would be in soon, and to grab a flashlight.
By Connie Sahlin6 years ago in Families
