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Ways Adopting a Child Can Change Your Life for the Better
Nothing can change the course of your life in the way deciding to adopt a child can. While the journey to adopting can be quite difficult at times, the end result can make it all worthwhile. It can be a surreal experience to bring a new family member home for the first time. You will then realize that the adoption journey is not quite over and has really just begun.
By Indy Summers8 years ago in Families
My Journey Through My Dad’s Cancer
In February of 2018, I left work early. I work at a factory and just wasn’t feeling it that day. My mom and I came through the door and my dad was home. He was disabled, so he didn’t work. My mom worked with me. He was excited to see that my mom and I were home. He asked if everything was okay. We both told him yes. He sat my mom down and told her he had stage four esophageal cancer, which was caused by acid reflux.
By Amber Hartley8 years ago in Families
Toddlers and Tantrums (Pt. 2.5)
Being a parent is hard. Being a parent with mental illnesses is even more difficult. There are days where I just want to lay in bed all day and just try to sleep away the depression. But that isn't how it happens. It's never how it happens.
By Kilyn Wymer8 years ago in Families
Get to Know Me (My Crazy Life) Pt. 1
" When you go in search of honey, you must expect to be stung by bees." -Joseph Joubert My Background I've always been a strong willed person, I enjoy helping people as much as I can when I can. I didn't have the best life growing up, but without the bad times, you could never appreciate the good. My mom is half Korean and my dad is white. They were married for 10 years before they got divorced. At that moment, I knew that things were going to change my life forever...
By Kayla Triplett8 years ago in Families
The Philosopher's Bread
This a short tale I felt compelled to share with my wonderful readers. I hope you enjoy it! ~.~.~.~.~.~ Once upon a time, long ago, there lived a man who baked beautiful, golden bread. Rolls, loaves, muffins, cookies... any bread you dreamed of he could create, and the people of his village cherished his delicious baking. Every week, he would come up with a new recipe, and they would all eagerly wait for its delivery. They would all agree that he made the finest, most delicious baked goods they could ever ask for. But there was so much more to this man than the bread he could make.
By PathlessJourney8 years ago in Families
An Open Letter to My Father
When I was a young girl you came to all of my basketball games. Even though you were required to travel for work, you always made sure you were there. No matter what. You cheered from the bleachers even if we lost. You were always my biggest fan.
By Kate Adermann8 years ago in Families
Growth in Children's Literature
The first chapter book I remember reading was Junie B. Jones by Barbara Parks. Junie B. Jones is a wonderful work of children’s literature as we follow the perspective of a little girl figuring out the world, friendship, and herself. I remember laughing out loud at so many moments while reading these books.
By Marielle Sabbag8 years ago in Families
I Can't Believe He Doesn't Care
Let's start with a few facts about this awesome young man. At the age of four he was diagnosed as having Asperger's. This means he is on the Autism Spectrum. He didn't start talking until just before his fifth birthday. That was one of two milestones he was behind on. He walked at 15 months, was "scanning" and repeating via alphabet magnets (memorizing by looking at and becoming a human scanner), advertisements, and store signs at 18 months, and he was reading at three. As hard as I tried I couldn't fully potty train him before he started school because of fear. He was afraid of the toilet and was too big for potty chairs. He grew fast.
By Polesha Bessix-Cannon8 years ago in Families
A Letter to Someone
I was never going to write this for the public. This is the main reason I will not put your name, but I have a feeling that if you are reading this then you know who you are. A few days ago I was heated that you found out what I did and, you being you, decided to make it clear that you could spy on me whenever you like. I wanted to write a hate speech about you, have the world see how despicable you really are. Yet, I realized that this would make me just like you, and I'll never let that happen.
By Ashlyn Harper8 years ago in Families
