fact or fiction
Is it fact or merely fiction? Fact or Fiction explores the myths and beliefs we hold about our family dynamics, traditions, and if there's such thing as a 'perfect family.'
Your Children Need You
Fear is a common condition in children, but it is wrong to turn a blind eye to the problem and parents do not take it seriously because there is a risk of distorting children's personality as a result of real or unrealistic fears. However, it is better to talk about the experience before or after to understand the needs of the child or adult.
Abdul BasitPublished a day ago in Families
The White and Green Flying Ball of light
There are some things that happen in your life where your mantra is “Nobody has to know about this…EVER!” That was a moment that happened once with me on the way home from my sister’s house. My sister lived 50 miles away from me, but I would often drive down to visit for the weekend, or holidays. It wasn’t a difficult drive since most of it was done on a straight well-kept turnpike. It was a 45 minute trip and well worth it.
eilene susan wennerPublished 2 days ago in FamiliesEverything and Anything
Evelyn was just scrolling on her phone for the last hour, giggling and sometimes happily snorting at some funny home pet videos. Lying down and then occasionally switching positions so that she would alternate between looking at her phone in the air with her back on the bed or lying on her stomach and propping herself up with her elbows, kicking her feet to unconsciously exercise a little and burn a couple calories. She would've continued until a ray of sunshine just blinded her in the eyes and she almost dropped her phone onto her bed.
Just DanielPublished 2 days ago in FamiliesMarigolds
Some families gravitate toward one type of flower every year. My family, on my father’s side, have a tendency to buy and plant geraniums and pansies. The is because pansies were our grandmother’s favorite flower, and she was able to keep her geraniums growing throughout the winter inside the house.
eilene susan wennerPublished 3 days ago in FamiliesI Needed a Job
How is it that I have gotten to this age, with three degrees and looking for a job? Who knew it would be so hard to find a job. I’m sitting here reading all the job listings, and there are a few I know I don’t qualify for: CLEANING HOUSES, that’s out, Professional Chef—does tuna-noodle-casserole made with Campbell’s mushroom soup and canned tuna count as “professional?” mmmm…Funeral home looking for licensed undertaker….yep, that’s me (I say with sarcasm).
eilene susan wennerPublished 4 days ago in Families
An Ordinary Life
An Ordinary Life and an Unexpected Brown Box To say that my Grandmother was a hoarder is an understatement. She had 5 of everything you would ever want in life, and antiques were her favorite. When the family gathered to empty out her houses (yes, she had two houses, one in the middle of 50 acres of forest off the Appalachian Trail, and her house in historic Bethlehem, Pennsylvania), we each were allowed to take whatever caught our fancy.
eilene susan wennerPublished 5 days ago in Families
The Day I Found Out
“Hey, mom? Did you order something online?” I asked, a confused look on my face. “No, why? Do you need me to?” Mom responds, the excitement and curiosity in her voice. “No, I don’t need anything, there’s just a box on the porch wrapped in brown paper. There’s not a name or anything on it.” I continued to pick the package up and check all sides for a name. Maybe it was just a mistake, surely someone left it here by accident. Out of nowhere, mom is by my side. Holding the box, and gently shaking it. I asked her not to shake it, but she just looked at me like I was crazy.
Sarah SmithPublished 8 days ago in Families
Family Reunion
Even as we left the bank my mind was still back at that old barn. I just couldn’t let him go now that this can of worms was opened. I clutched the papers in my hand – the will that left me
Nelly BlackPublished 10 days ago in FamiliesMom's Celebration Chocolate Cake
It had been over four years since Matilda had eaten a piece of chocolate cake. The only chocolate cake she had ever eaten was her mother’s special, secret-recipe, Celebration Chocolate Cake. Her mother had made this cake for every celebration and special occasion of Matilda’s life. That is, when she was alive to do it.
Mackenzie LarsenPublished 10 days ago in Families
Hampshire’s Drug Store
Funny, it took me until my thirtieth birthday to learn that “No” is a complete sentence… “Do you want to stay at this lackluster job that dangles just enough of a carrot to make you feel okay, but slowly sucks away at your life force?”
Erin LucasPublished 10 days ago in FamiliesTHE MOST BEAUTIFUL KIND OF PAIN
The Most Beautiful Kind of Pain Maybe if I cleared everything out of the room, he wouldn’t have anything to throw around this time. This thought went through my head as I watched my son, Arnold, move from one side of the room to the other while kicking his ball. He had just started walking some months ago and that day still topped as the happiest recent day of my life. At the age of one, when other kids were walking and he wasn’t, I had become very worried but he never disappointed me. He just needed more time. Every time I saw him take a step, I felt like my life turned meaningful again. He was the light in the darkness that my marriage to Emeka threw me into. Arnold was now a year and three months and like any toddler, he was always on the move. I put away the suspiciously wrapped brown box that was delivered to our apartment earlier today. It had Emeka’s name on it and I didn’t want it to be the first thing he saw. These days, whenever we got one of those strange packages usually wrapped in brown paper, he got extra angry and mean after opening it. I have no idea what was inside but I didn’t want it to be the first thing he did because it would be if I left it lying in plain sight.
NNEKA ANIEZEPublished 10 days ago in Families
A day worth remembering
It was a very glorious day. I was turning 18 today. All my life I had heard about how hard it was for my mother to take care of me since my father died. Some days I thought she resented him because he did die and left her to take care of me alone. She would work all day long while I was at school and she was so tired all the time. She spent every evening trying to do everything she could and needed to do around the house. I knew I would not get a car or even a new outfit but I did have friends and I was going to celebrate.
Crystal Dawn LesherPublished 10 days ago in Families
