humanity
Humanity begins at home.
Abortion and Reproductive Rights
Sarah, a young mother of two, found herself in a devastating situation when she was six months pregnant with her third child. Excited and hopeful for her growing family, she and her husband had already begun preparing a nursery. However, during a routine check-up, they received devastating news. The baby had a severe, life-threatening condition that meant the child would not survive beyond birth. Worse yet, continuing the pregnancy posed a significant risk to Sarah’s own health, as complications had already begun.
By Jacktone Otieno2 years ago in Families
Minimalism with Kids: Mission Impossible?
A few weeks ago, I stood in front of our crowded kitchen cabinet, feeling defeated. I gave a loud laugh at the absurdity of it all. There were close to twenty water bottles, each offering the ultimate hydration solution in various shapes and colors, staring back at me. They belonged to us, the parents, or our kids. Most belonged to our kids. We could give in so easily to their requests not long ago. Especially me, their mom.
By Gabriela Trofin-Tatár2 years ago in Families
Rooney and I: The Secret Behind the Laughter
Laughter is often said to be the best medicine, and in my life, this adage holds a special place One of the most profound relationships I’ve ever had is with my friend Rooney, a person whose unique sense of humor has been the cornerstone of our bond This essay elucidates the journey of our friendship that blossomed through shared laughter, the essence of Rooney’s humor, our memorable laughter-filled moments, and the lasting impact this connection has had on my life By exploring these themes, I hope to shed light on how humor can profoundly influence personal relationships and personal growth.
By badreddine larbi2 years ago in Families
The Power of a Simple Act: How Kindness Changed My Perspective
I’ve always been a creature of habit. Routine, predictability, control — that’s what I lived for. Each morning was the same. Wake up at 6:00 AM, a hot cup of coffee, a brisk walk around the block, and then the usual rush to the office. My life was a puzzle of neatly fitting pieces, and I didn’t like anything that disturbed the picture. I guess that’s why I had a reputation at work for being rigid, tough, and sometimes a little too focused. If I’m being honest, I never paid much attention to other people’s problems. We all had our struggles, and it seemed to me that life was about taking care of your own, not looking after someone else’s.
By insha rajpoot2 years ago in Families
Why ‘Family’ is a Subjective Concept in this Prejudiced World
Most of us have been born & brought up within the comfort of our homes, beautiful in their own, elegant ways. We’ve been on the receiving end of love & warmth, protection & guardianship, & have been trained to serve our families, no matter what.
By Shruti Bhattacharya2 years ago in Families







