grief
Losing a family member is one of the most traumatic life events; Families must support one another to endure the five stages of grief and get through it together.
The Piece That Has Always Been Missing
~This took a lot of will-power and tears to write out in some areas. This story is based on current life events, and i hope everyone can understand and read it.
Julianne AlguesevaPublished about a year ago in FamiliesExciting Easter Giveaway: Win Amazing Prizes and Create Memorable Holiday Moments!
Easter is almost here, and we are thrilled to announce our exciting Giveaway for Easter! Our company has been preparing for weeks to offer our valued customers a chance to win amazing prizes that will make their holiday even more special. We understand the importance of creating memories and enjoying quality time with loved ones during this festive season, and that is why we have decided to launch this Giveaway.
MANIKANDANPublished about a year ago in FamiliesShards of a Life
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own. Who was that old woman staring back at me? Why is she here in my bathroom?
Tina D'AngeloPublished about a year ago in FamiliesThe relationship between mental health and the "not giving a f*ck" mentality"
The relationship between mental health and the "not giving a f*ck" mentality Introduction: Define "not giving a f*ck" mentality
korjrb hdjdjhPublished about a year ago in FamiliesLove Doesn't Cost a Thing
Moving Beyond Hurt: Steps to Loving Those Who Have Wronged You Have you ever been wronged by someone and found it hard to let go of the hurt? We've all been there. It's easy to hold onto anger, resentment, and bitterness when we feel like someone has treated us unfairly. But what if I told you that moving beyond hurt is possible? What if I told you that loving those who have wronged you can bring healing not only to your relationship but also to your heart? In this blog post, we will explore practical steps on how to love those who have hurt us and move past the pain toward a more joyful future. So grab a cup of coffee or tea, sit back, relax, and join me in discovering how forgiveness can lead us all into a brighter tomorrow.
Reginald Crittenden - truerealfaithPublished about a year ago in FamiliesWhat do I do if my braids are loose?
If your braids are feeling loose, there are a few things you can try to help tighten them up and keep them in place. Start by gently tugging on each braid from the base to the tip. This will help to tighten the braid and make it less likely to unravel.
Hair And Mental Treatments With HerbalPublished about a year ago in FamiliesMaximizing the Benefits of Ramadan: A Guide to Spiritual Growth, Nutrition, and Practice
Ramadan is a sacred month in the Islamic calendar that is observed by millions of Muslims around the world. It is a time of fasting, prayer, and spiritual reflection, and is considered one of the most important events in the Islamic faith. In this article, we will discuss how to maximize the benefits of Ramadan by focusing on spiritual growth, nutrition, and practice.
Abdiaziz Mowlid AbdiPublished about a year ago in FamiliesThe Short Life of George the Mayfly
One cool spring day, a mayfly was born in a small river on a leaf. His name was George. He was born with many other mayflies on that same leaf. When he came to his senses, he went around asking where his parents were. The other mayflies simply answered with, “They’re all dead George.” George was simply flabbergasted and kept asking, and continued to find the same answer. George wanted to know why his parents died before he was even born. He asked one of his sisters and she said, “George all mayflies live one day, lay eggs, and then die. It’s how it always goes.” George asked her why all of the mayflies only have one day to live, to which his sister replied, “I don’t know George, leave me alone.” George sat on the leaf and contemplated his short life which was getting shorter and shorter. George didn’t want to live such a short life and was very sad. George decided to take a walk and think about his fleeting existence. As George was flying along a trail in the woods, he found a log that was facing a swamp. He decided to sit there where it was quiet and no one could bother him. As he was sitting there thinking, a frog leaped out of the swamp and attacked him. George managed to dive out of the way just in time, and started flying away. George flew as fast as he could, but the frog wouldn’t let up. Soon George found a hollow tree stump and hopped in, hoping the frog didn’t see him. The frog hopped by, not noticing George. George breathed a sigh of relief and started the walk back to the river. As George was flying, he realized that he shouldn’t focus on how short his life was. Instead he should focus on trying to make the best out of the time he has left. And that he should simply celebrate his existence while he still has the time to. George, with a newfound view of life, flew happily back to the lake and told all his sisters and brothers that they should have a party while they still can to celebrate their lives. At the party, George had a lot of fun enjoying his life and talking with his brothers and sisters. George played games and talked a lot with his closest friends and family. After the party, George realized how little time he had left. He was happy he had come to peace with the fact that his death was very soon. George went back to the swamp where that fateful frog encounter had happened. Luckily the frog was not there to end his already short life even sooner. He stared into the murky water trying not to think about the shadow of death that had hung over him the whole party. George had come to terms with the fact that he was going to die, but it still didn’t make it any easier for him. Death is not an easy concept to grapple with. George decided to spend his last couple of hours saying goodbye to his friends and his family. As he was saying goodbye to his sister that had started all of this, she said, “I will make you a grave because you opened my eyes to the fact that we’re all going to die and that I should just make peace with it.” George was touched by her motion of kindness, but kindly refused her offer. He said, “ I want to die just like my parents died, just like every other mayfly has.” So he bid her goodbye and flew back to the leaf he was born on. He laid down and was finally at peace for the first time in his life. As he felt the cold hand of death reaching towards him, he said goodbye to the world and breathed his final breath.
Catherine CroyPublished about a year ago in FamiliesThe Work Gets Done
“I…CAN’T…BREATHE!” She tells me, frantic, frail, and wheezing. I assume it’s because I don’t know how in the hell the oxygen regulator works. But I take her nasal tube out and test the flow on my fingers. AC on blast. And that’s when I knew Grandma Jo was real short on time. We called for an ambulance, maybe it should have been a flight-for-life direct to Loveland. But severity is always discovered in stages and generally too late. A volunteer ambulance out of the small burg of Rock River came on. It only had forty-five miles of dirt road to get to us.
Jay RobbinsPublished about a year ago in FamiliesHow to deal with power imbalances in relationships
Power imbalances are a common feature in many relationships. Whether it's a romantic relationship, a professional relationship, or a family dynamic, power imbalances can lead to feelings of inequality, resentment, and conflict. In this article, we will explore the causes of power imbalances in relationships, the negative impact they can have, and strategies for dealing with them in a healthy and positive way.
Rajveer Digital MarketerPublished about a year ago in FamiliesA Tale of Unconditional Love
Ruth was an old woman who had lived a long and fulfilling life. She had seen the world change in ways she never could have imagined, and she had made many friends and loved ones along the way. But her closest companion was her little Chihuahua, Poppy. To Ruth, Poppy was more than just a pet; she was family.
Leo WaiterePublished about a year ago in FamiliesBreadwinner
She was the breadwinner, and the baker, in the house. She didn’t cook during the week, but her Sunday roasts sprawled. They spread across the table as the years went by. Feeding four, she still had to make dozens of Yorkshire puddings, sometimes crisp and sometimes flatter and chewier. During my protracted vegetarian phase, cheese and potato pie was a staple. A revert to omnivorism saw the meat requirement increase substantially. Gravy, thick with fat and redolent with flavour from browning and vegetable water. Roast potatoes, smeared with dripping. Greens, overdone, wilted. Carrots and peas, mashed swede. Cauliflower or leeks in cheese. Sometimes an experiment would appear, “just a little something”, she’d lay out for our approval. On rare occasions it was such a success it became a staple demanded for significant meals.
Joel GloverPublished about a year ago in Families