humanity
Humanity begins at home.
Mother’s Sacrifice during an Earthquake
This is a true story of Mother’s Sacrifice during an Earthquake. After the Earthquake had subsided, when the rescuers reached the ruins of a young woman’s house, they saw her dead body through the cracks. But her pose was somehow strange that she knelt on her knees like a person was worshiping; her body was leaning forward, & her two hands were supporting by an object.
By sheu Abduljelil5 years ago in Families
A Gift for Emily
It was a few days until Christmas and Emily had yet to buy anything for her family. She wanted to get her mom and dad and baby henry something for Christmas. Her tenth birthday had been in October and she had a lot of money saved from that and allowances, nearly a hundred dollars. Her parents were at work, her grandma, who she was named after, was babysitting, and baby Henry lay sleeping on the floor. He wasn’t that much of a baby anymore though, he was two now and a terror. She needed to go shopping but she knew if she asked her grandma to take them she’d say ‘no’ since Henry was so hard to keep in line at home, let alone at the store. Then she had an idea.
By Raine Fielder5 years ago in Families
The Moment That Emotionally Broke Me
It’s 12AM. I had been enjoying a lovely evening with my girlfriend’s family and my sister. A little tipsy off of wine might I add. And we were all winding down about to go to sleep before a long drive to see my mom for Mother’s Day 2016.
By Cole Connor5 years ago in Families
The Giver
In my family, growing up, I was always the mediator, the caregiver, the nurturer. Everyone, including my parents, came to me for comfort, minor ailment assistance, or help in communicating with others. I was always a “mini-adult” with very little time or opportunity to simply be a child. As I grew, these roles only grew with me.
By Dee Henderson 5 years ago in Families
Happen For Real
Happen For Real I believe everything happens for a reason. It was no accident. It was a month or two ago. We were taking care of my father in law who just had surgery. The phone rang and we let it go to the machine. I was listening as it started to record. The older lady on the other end was crying. I couldn't really understand the machine. I picked up and said "Hello can I help you". She was looking for a number to get her into a home. She said she "was a retired nurse". I felt like I had to help her. I asked her, "what are you looking for?"
By Kelly Vedder5 years ago in Families
Her
The feeling that’s buried deep down inside being held captive screaming echoing off the mountains trying to reach, grab hold of my attention. I see it I hear it but do I act like I care for it. My actions are going in a different direction crawling away from my words that appear to be so sincere. It’s real to me but convincing her is what I’m fighting towards. I’ve been there always have but looking at all the lost time isn’t looking to good. Her youth speaks through her and for her letting me know the growth she shouldn’t experience so soon is at its peek. Making her grow shouldn’t be in question when letting her grow is everything and more. How many times will she allow me to mess up before not looking back continuing on the journey I forced upon her. Will she rebel against me without thinking will she scream and holler to get her precious point across. Will she allow me to stop the flood that overflows her pupils before entering her dimples. Proving my mistakes are thick but not definite I’ll never quit.
By Janelle Griggs 5 years ago in Families
