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Mother, Did You Know?
So here we are... You have asked what my story is, what my truth is. You ask this as if you have no clue. Well, I guess you wouldn't because you never took the time to ask or listen before. Well, I suppose I'll oblige...
By Lindsey Altom19 days ago in Families
Blindfolded
I should have had my baby in the back of a car on a highway in the middle of rush hour, as it poured down rain and ice. My experience with the hospital when I gave birth to my only son was far less pleasant and fraught with mishaps. I hear about the wonderful, dreamlike experiences other women have had, and that was not mine. It was one mistake after another, and I was cut open for the birth of my angel. It was hell. Angels should never be delivered in such a place.
By Alexandra Grant23 days ago in Families
The 3:37 AM Call That Broke Me — And How I Finally Took My Sleep Back
The phone buzzed twice on the nightstand, the device itself shifting half an inch across the wood. I reached out, my fingertips touching the cold edge of the screen, then pressed my whole palm over it to block the glow. The third buzz was a call—a different vibration, like a fly trapped in a glass jar, battering against the walls. I picked up, didn't speak, heard a brief, faint voice on the other end. I said, "Mom, I'm sleeping." Then I hung up.
By Jin23 days ago in Families
Paxton Is a Teenager
Right away I have to say that he may not like the pink cake in the photo. However, the candy and the strawberries would be acceptable. And he did just turn thirteen on Friday, with his birthday dinner with family on Saturday.
By Denise E Lindquist26 days ago in Families
The Summer Hangover
For most of us, summer vacations are in the past. All that planning and longing to go places, and spending quality time with our families and friends have ended.
By Elizabeth Woodsabout a month ago in Families
The Mother I am Becoming
I've never heard my mother tell me that she's proud of me. Instead, I've gotten things that have always made me feel like my choices didn't matter. Like my life wasn't my own and every decision or choice that I made had to be run by her. I don't know whether it was a desire or her being my mother, but the need to control how I choose to live my life became a problem. I hated it. And yet, despite all of that, there's still a part of me that is aching to hear those words from her.
By Kristony Greenabout a month ago in Families
Garbage In, Garbage Out
Everything We Take In, Molds Us I often hear people, especially young kids, say, “That doesn’t affect me.” The truth is, everything affects us. The only difference is in how. Some things affect us positively, and some negatively. Either way, what we listen to, look at, or experience always changes us. This is important because garbage in means garbage out. If you listen to bad things and see them constantly, the result is that bad things come out.
By Alexandra Grantabout a month ago in Families
I Almost didn't write this tonight
I almost didn't write this tonight. I missed my dedicated writing time this morning, and I feel disappointed. Part of me feel as though I'm falling behind, while another part of me feels like it's fighting a losing battle. For a while now, life has been getting the best of me, and my writing was placed on the back burner. I haven't forgotten about it but realizing that I haven't written anything or edited my book makes me feel as though I'm failing.
By Kristony Greenabout a month ago in Families
Do We Get Sadder As We Age?
Listening to Cari complaining to Lora as they enjoy their latte at Coffee Heaven in their community. “No matter what I do, my grandmother is never happy. What, happiness doesn’t like old people?” Cari complained.
By Annelise Lords about a month ago in Families
Duck, Duck, Greyduck
You are sitting in a circle talking and playing word games when one of the boys says, "Let's play duck, duck, greyduck, or goose. Your choice. Many had heard of it and even played it before. A few had never heard of it or played it and didn't know if they wanted to participate.
By Denise E Lindquistabout a month ago in Families
Parenting Tips
I raise two kids, 7 and 4. Things are going good in parenting, so let me share some tips. Time to time, I take them trash picking in the neighborhood. A trash bag and a pair of kitchen tongs. There are many ways to feel good, do good, you all. Visiting shrine is not mandatory. Something valuable for the mother Earth is very virtuous act. Agree?
By Seema Patelabout a month ago in Families
Why Do Some People Never Panic?
Before thirty, I judged people by their skills. After thirty, I judge them by whether they panic. Third house on the west side of the compound, the Zheng family. The Zheng boy kicked a ball and smashed a neighbor's flowerpot. His mother took a pack of cigarettes to apologize. When she came back, she didn't scold him. She opened the pack, pulled one out, and handed it to him. "You broke it. You go apologize. I'll stand at the door with you."
By Jinabout a month ago in Families