humanity

Humanity begins at home.

Fair Winds for Big Dreams
Fair Winds (and zero skills) By the ADHD Accountant - Krid There is a place on the prairies that is the highest altitude between the Rocky Mountains and Labrador, with a lake that the Blackfoot call Ponokiokwe. Elkwater is located on the Cypress Hills just South-East of Medicine Hat. Much like Banff it has golf, hiking, camping, skiing, and assorted RV & camping resort amenities. The community isn’t very large; there aren’t many houses and practically no on lives there year round.
By ADHD Accountant6 years ago in Families
Compassion for Candy
Harold Carpenter passed away at age sixty-eight after a three years battle with lung cancer. At his side during the Winter of his life was Candy, his loving wife of twenty years. She cared for him till his very last day loving him unconditionally to he made his way to Heaven. After the funeral she returned to the big empty home she once share with her Harold. Harold bought the home thirty-five years earlier when he was with his first wife. They had one daughter and raised her well in that home unto their eventual divorce.
By Cam Rascoe6 years ago in Families
The Widow's Walk
The first time Abigail Greenleaf mounted the ladder that led to the roofwalk of her Nantucket home, it was an unseasonably warm day in autumn. The young woman pushed open the trapdoor and stepped out onto the platform.
By Denise Shelton6 years ago in Families
The Monster In Still Waters
I've always been in awe of the sea. Right in front of my eyes, the sea draws in as I breath in and then with a power that frightens it moves away, propelling our boat further as if alive. It's a giant living monster with ships clawing at its belly. Even now, I feel the weight of the water as it laps at our boat hungrily.
By Annabella6 years ago in Families
Current Bank Ripped Off My Daughter's Savings
My daughter is 18 and has started college. She is a wonderful girl and always tries to do the right thing. So when she came to me in January I was not expecting what happened next. She held her phone up so I could see the balance in her Current Bank Teen Savings Account. She was supposed to have $650 in her account but the balance shows $250. As we both looked at the screen the total changed to $0. At the bottom of the screen, we saw that someone in Miami FL had apparently used her account to make two purchases in a Walgreens store and wipe out her account in a matter of seconds.
By Trent Fox6 years ago in Families
The Barkeep
Each moment of our lives presents an excuse to pursue control. We sit in its grips and seek it while occasionally becoming validated by perceived successes at the practice. The idea of control is the biggest lie that the universe has ever sold us. But without its presence, who are we? I have often wondered why societies failed attempts at control result in such destruction and separation. My only guess is that it brings us down to size and allows us to descend further towards chaos. Our imperfections give our perfect world its imperfect equilibrium, and I believe that it has to be that way.
By Tyler Forte6 years ago in Families
Greasy Tony
Cultivating adversarial relationships, young Jeff Kline made a habit of. Taunt, antagonize and embarrass his peers he would for minimal laughs and praise. Jeff was, more fortunate than most kids, born into a prestigious family of great means. So he felt it his duty to make them all aware of how great he was and they weren’t. Fat kids, nerds, minorities and poor kids were on the receiving end the most. There was one kid in particular that he loved to try and humiliate, mostly because it seemed to have little effect on him. This kid did little to fight back or exchange insults with Jeff, he simply went on about his way when unkind words were hurled at him.
By Cam Rascoe6 years ago in Families
A Biracial Girl From an Interracial Couple
Hi! I’m Meah. I live with my parents on our farm full of animals. These are my friends: Sono, Evie, Zahra, Julian, Giovanni, and Kasamba. We are showing each other pictures of our families.
By Aryanna Watters6 years ago in Families
On The Weaving and the Unweaving.
I would walk with her held in my arms for hours. Meditatively treading a small spiral of passageways familiar as my own breath, warm breast at her cheek, feet moving slowly through what had become the safe, cocooning labyrinth of my home.
By R.A Falconer 6 years ago in Families
Death's Helm
There it is, the ship on the horizon. I hadn't been expecting it so soon. I thought I had more time. Clara sat in the sands of the serene beach, letting the sand run through her fingers as she turned away from the ship and let a sigh escape her lips.
By Tegan Hill6 years ago in Families
The Curse of Klutz
It wasn’t late, about 7 o’clock, but the weak winter sun was long set. My mom turned off the ignition, having just pulled the car up to the small island of gas pumps in the crumbling parking lot of the gas station near our house. I hopped out of the back seat of the car, sensing my mom’s impatience as she walked around the car towards me with quick strides. I wasn’t sure why she was in a rush, but I have always enjoyed being helpful, so I turned to shut the car door behind me (a new habit at 7). Unfortunately, I did this just as my mom closed the gap between us and pushed the door shut from behind me. I heard her sharp intake of breath, and then she screamed.
By Kayla Deskins6 years ago in Families
Mama's Garden
My mama grew up a little bit of everywhere. First in a small town, then off at a little college just a stone's throw down the road, then business school, then the biggest city she could find. When she got there, she met my Papa and together they spent years chasing dreams from a high-rise apartment. Though her childhood cornfields were replaced with skyscrapers, and the harvest moonrises turned to dark pavement and slow-burning streetlights, she and Papa made their home.
By Liz Keller 6 years ago in Families