children
Children: Our most valuable natural resource.
Birthday Misadventures
Mom’s baking tastes like eating a cloud drizzled in smooth maple syrup. It is so relaxing to just sit and watch the syrup slowly cascade down towards the plate. I move to grab my fork and take a bite, but I don’t taste anything. Hey! Why can’t I taste anything? I continue to try and eat what is supposed to be the most spectacular birthday meal, but I can’t any of the foods that I’m putting in my mouth. What the heck? This can’t be happening! I want my breakfast meal to be perfect; it can’t taste perfect if I can’t taste the flavor! I awake from the nightmare of losing the thing I want most on my birthday. I sit up in bed and try to relax knowing that the breakfast downstairs is not ruined.
By Victoria Ward6 years ago in Families
Trials of Job
Chuck was almost surprised when he saw the cabin. It sat alone in the middle of a wooded nowhere. Until this point, every guess had led to another question. The patterns he saw could have been fantasy. The cabin in front of them, however, was very real.
By Craig and Wendalynn Newman6 years ago in Families
Part 1
What if I told you that your guardian angel is not a loved one, but somebody who has been assigned to you? Whelp, that’s the case with me. Hi, my name is Treyton, I am 25 but would have been 29 this year if I hadn’t died. I have been assigned to a mischievous 17-year-old young woman, and can I just say that I do not miss being that age? Anyways, she’s at that age where she is starting to mix into the wrong group of “kids” and frankly it’s making my job more and more difficult. I have been assigned to her for 4 years now and she hasn’t always been like this.
By Kaylee Gilman6 years ago in Families
Loss of a Child
My daughter was 13 years old when she lost her friend, Anna, who was 12. Anna was Inuvialuit, a native girl from the Western Arctic, a beautiful child, with long curly black hair, round cheeks, with such a laugh and a presence that could light up a room. Anna was adopted by a non-native family and she grew up in town in Canada’s Northwest Territories with my daughter, Grace.
By SARAH STEWART6 years ago in Families
Carlee's Never-Ending Quests
CARLEE’S NEVER-ENDING QUESTS Carl and Leanne were overjoyed the day they learned they were going to become parents. They didn’t know if the baby would be a boy or a girl; quite frankly, they didn’t care! Carl and Leanne immediately began a shopping spree in anxious expectation of their bundle of joy; they tried to anticipate the baby’s every material need.
By Anita D. Williams6 years ago in Families
The Tarantula Hole Treasures
Astrid Hemmel sat on the rickety old steps of the wooden deck out behind her mother’s Texas ranch home, watching her four children dig an “army dugout” in front of the play fort they’d constructed out of broken pallets and whatever they could find around the ranch. “These kids are gonna be absolutely filthy by the end of this,” Astrid thought. “Whatever was I thinking letting them dig this big hole in the middle of the yard?!” She teetered on the verge of regretting her decision, until her five-year-old Duncan confidently approached her, waving his shovel confidently, his smile beaming to illuminate his whole face as he declared, “Momma, this is going to be the most awesome fort ever! We’re gonna protect you every day!” She gave an acknowledging nod of affirmation, mustering a grin in response, wishing it could really be that simple.
By Davida Blanton6 years ago in Families
The Black Notebook
Mom, mommy! Help I can’t breathe! I can’t-Callie’s mother came running upstairs desperately trying to get to her six-year-old daughter who was crying and gasping for air. It’s going to be okay; you’re going to be fine Callie’s mother assured her.
By Erin Melia6 years ago in Families







