humanity
Humanity begins at home.
That Time My Best Friend And I Were Killed By Charles Manson
Some people are just beautiful. There’s no debate about it, it’s just a fact. And the rest of us have to drag our disfigured carcasses through life without complaining too much because, hey, them’s the breaks.
By Bev Potter5 years ago in Families
Out of place
I feel that I’m a nice person. Sometimes, too nice. It started at school. I never had many friends. I did have some best friends and my boyfriends’/husband's friends. There were times I felt they didn't like me, and they were just being nice, because of my boyfriend/husband.
By Kelly Vedder5 years ago in Families
A Father by Heart
At a very young age, my mother was pregnant with me. My biological father wanted nothing to do with me as soon as he learned my mother was pregnant. Signing away his rights, moving on with his life, as my mother struggled to get her life started with me and make life better for herself without him; knowing he wants nothing more to do with us. Once my mother finished school, she went into the military, going to boot camp, as my grandparents taught me how to walk, read, and write. Once she returned from boot camp, she moved away from her large family to her first stationed area. It was a new life, a new start for her.
By Julee Bliss5 years ago in Families
Misfit
I was petrified. Frozen and floating lost in the mist. All these feelings all at once. This was the first time I remember recognising how out of place in this world I was. Lost floating in a mist of confusion, of newness, of nothing quite fitting with what I knew or what I expected. Yet I was in a perfectly everyday situation. At least for everyone else.
By Kevin Mitchell5 years ago in Families
Misplaced Book
Sort of like a library book placed in the wrong section by a stumbling, careless child. So easily taking their chubby fingers to the spine of a book and placing it on a random shelf. I have felt so thrown into life. Sort of like a wild animal forced upon it's land with no choice but to seek salvation on it's on. Only it becomes instinct for them, a way of life if you will. Much more difficult as a conscious human being. Especially someone who finds overthinking to be a hobby and not a fun one at that. I remember even having the strangest birth, what's so strange is that I remember the feeling in the atmosphere at the time of my birth. Another funny thing is that I nearly typed death instead of birth. I guess entering this world had felt like a death of some sort. Due to the dramatics I've been blessed with, I've gone through many cycles of death spiritually, emotionally, and mentally. And to live life, is to live life whilst grabbing the cold hard grip of death and walking with it as you live. It isn't a sad, morbid or melancholic life, but it is a life of truth. Some do say truth brings unhappiness, but unhappiness is usually caused by an unshifted perspective. I was the kid who asked THE questions. I remember asking my mom about something she told me as a toddler when I was merely under ten years old. All I remember is the elevation, frustration and anger in her voice, It was then, when I began to question my effortless inquiries about life and religion, It was then when I felt I had to keep my mouth shut. But that was only the beginning of my inquiries about life, I had always found myself questioning the stories in bible study or the ones told at school. Maybe I was a young skeptic in the making.
By keyandria Miller5 years ago in Families
#GirlDadSomeday
My baby girl... My princess. The second girl to have my heart. From the first day I set eyes on you until the last day I close them, you will always know that I’m in your corner, and my love for you better ONLY be second to the man that ultimately weds you. A day won’t pass where you ever have to question if I love you. We will always triumph, the good and the bad, and you’ll know that I only want the ABSOLUTE best for you. Strong chance you will inherit the stubbornness that is notorious in my family. But I’m positive the wisdom you’ll inherit from both your mother and I will help you see past the fury and pride at the most significant of times.
By The Omnipotent Deity5 years ago in Families
I Care, For Sure
I am passionate about helping others. It does not matter their situation or need, I simply want to help. I like assisting those who are gang-affiliated, homeless, runaways, drug/alcohol addicted, the mentally, socially, emotionally ill or impaired, children, teens, babies, veterans, elderly, single parents male and female, the abused, human trafficked survivors, family, friends, animals, and strangers. Pretty much anyone that really and truly needs it.
By C~Marie Rhodes5 years ago in Families
