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The Grimm Adventures
A new city, a new home... hell a new climate and my sister Kaela and I, sat down for the first time since moving the last box into our two bedroom apartment. The waitress at IHOP brought our menu's as we began to lay out our plans for saving money and really starting to make a life in desert of southern Utah. What should have been, clearly, a more at length conversation about where to our money should be prioritized, turned into a very lack luster attempt at the very least to say we had "the finance conversation", and then check it off of the list of things to do. As a result we left the restaurant, and put the conversation to bed as we pulled the car out of the space.
By Caasi Lloyd4 years ago in Families
Meet Your New Stepfather
The grown woman stood in the hallway of the hospital. She had just called her boss and said she would not be back today, and she had called her husband to tell him what was going on, he was leaving work and coming straight to the hospital. She had called her kids to let the two oldest ones that were doing high school classes online know her and their daddy would be late so they would have to look after their younger brothers when they got off the school bus. Last she had called her little brother and told him to come as soon as he could. He was on his way with his girlfriend, with traffic this time of day no one would be here for hours. After all that she just needed to take a breath before she went back in the room, it was going to be a really long day.
By Heather Lunsford4 years ago in Families
The Infamous Nap
The grown up woman sat at her birth mother's dining room table with her birth mother and her mother's neighbor. She had not come here to see her mother. She came to see her little brother and her step father. Seeing her mother was the price she paid to see them. They were out in the back yard playing with her two small children and her husband was loading up the van so they could head for home.
By Heather Lunsford4 years ago in Families
A Grandmother's Trust
Growing up, I always thought of you as the perfect grandmother. There had never been a moment where I didn't want to spend the night at your house; even when you lived thousands of miles away. It had gotten so bad, that I actually would keep toys and clothes at your house because I knew I'd be back for them at the end of the day. I would even make an imprint on your own belongings for me to come back to later on (just like how I'd write thousands of stories on this old laptop you have; so that I can see how my writing style changed throughout the year). You were my soulmate. You are my soulmate. You.
By 'Lissa Stufflestreet4 years ago in Families
People who grow up in these three families of origin are unpopular and difficult to get along with
Recently, a new theory has caused hot discussion on the Internet. Some people believe that whether a person can succeed mainly depends on his own efforts and is not affected by his family of origin. Although many netizens agree with this statement, but according to the experience of previous years, this statement is wrong. The family of origin is very important to a person, and even the influence of the family of origin may change a person's life.
By John Wilson4 years ago in Families
To the Ranch
The little girl sat in her fifth grade classroom. She was staring out the window. They had taken a test and she as usual finished hers as fast as possible. Tests were actually one of her favorite parts of school. She didn't find them especially hard. It was usually just answering questions that were from the text book. She always read the books whenever she got to a new school and they were given to her then she knew most of the answers, at least enough of them to pass the tests. That was good enough for her she was not interested in being a "good" student she just didn't want to do any grades over. Reading the books ahead of time gave her lots of free time. She had time when everyone else was reading the assignment in class. Usually she just used that time to read her library book. But sometimes she found other things to do, sometimes those things got her in trouble and she would be sent out into the hallway. That was fine with her she would bring her library book and read it out there were it was quiet.
By Heather Lunsford4 years ago in Families
