humanity
Humanity begins at home.
Who Rescued Who?
When I graduated high school, we had 3 dogs and 4 cats. Unfortunately, I wasn’t allowed to take any of them with me. In those 4 short years away from my hometown, my parents divorced and my father made it a point in the settlement that he keep the pets. Once the divorce was finalized, he told my mother that she had a short amount of time to find another home for all of our pets or he would put them all down. This is considered typical narcissistic behavior by psychologists and his poor behavior is why they needed to divorce in the first place. She and I were both horrified, to say the least. I was working part time and lived a few hours away in an apartment that did not allow pets. My mom had to move in with my grandmother because she did not have enough money to pay for her own rent. It was a dire situation. I looked like a bit of a lunatic at work begging my coworkers to take one of my childhood pets. One person came through and gave one of my cats a new home. My grandmother took in another cat which was a huge help and also great for mom to see one of her pets daily. My hairdresser took another cat. The 4th cat died of feline immunodeficiency virus before he could be rehomed. One of the dogs passed away of old age and one of my aunts took in the final two dogs. All in all, my father crushed my soul and gave me very little faith in humanity, but others truly came to the rescue.
By Jennifer Thomas4 years ago in Families
Remembering September 11th—Twenty-One Years Later
The kindergarten bus was late. I peered up at the clear blue sky and held my oldest daughter’s hand at the bus stop, trying not to appear anxious as I obsessively checked my watch. It was my turn to drive the preschool carpool and the timing couldn’t have been worse. I had an amniocentesis scheduled later that day, so I needed to move fast getting to and from the school across town. When the bus finally arrived, I sprinted home to get ready for Round 2 of my hectic morning.
By Susan Poole4 years ago in Families
Silence Grows
I have not spoken to my father since 2016, at least, not in the conversive sense. Words have passed between us in one sided conversations or quick reiterations that he will have nothing to do with me. Till 2018 I sent many emails and paintings to him, updates on my life, just as I had before I was banished. Of course, as my denial ended so did the emails.
By Laura Lann4 years ago in Families
Time shallow edge to have you
Life is alive, and the grass and trees are in autumn. Flickering, flickering, in an instant. You and I are as light as a cloud of smoke, as small as a speck of dust. But it is the countless little you and me who have lit thousands of lights and illuminated the whole world. Life and death, honor and disgrace, rise and fall in this world have never been controlled by people, but we will never lose our time and ourselves, guarding the grass and trees, guarding the clouds and water, and interpreting the legends from generation to generation.
By huangxiaoone4 years ago in Families
Sadness of the starry sky
I admit that I am not a good boy, I often late, do not attend class, infatuated with Internet cafes, addicted to online games, play World of Warcraft all night... And I often wonder if it weren't for that, would I still be me? Would you care about me like you do now?
By graig asaph4 years ago in Families
Mother is in heaven with a kidney on earth
In March 2012, Xie Yuguo came to the Nephrology Department of the Second Affiliated Hospital of Nanyang Medical College in Henan Province and asked about a girl: "Her name is Zhang Lijuan. She was born in 1984 and had a kidney transplant five years ago. The DOCTOR LI Shuwen of kidney disease department again alert AGAIN DOUBT: YOU do not KNOW her, why look FOR her? Xie Yuguo's eyes suddenly red: "A kidney in her body, is my mother's..."
By graig asaph4 years ago in Families
