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A Family Business Trip
“Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. That’s why space stations spend lots of money and time on distress broadcasting services,” Dave explained to his son Nathen as they walked home from school. His mom Lana would have been there too, but she was at a race.
By Thomas A Purcell4 years ago in Families
Father's Day: Recognize, Not Idealize
My dad was a taxi driver. When I was little, he always had to leave home after dinner because he had to go to work for the night shift. One of the most memorable event that happened between me and my father when I was in kindergarten was that one night when my father was on the way out for work, I was already drifting asleep. But when I heard the metal door closed, I got up right away to rush to the door to say goodbye to my father, as I did every night. I got up so fast that I slammed my forehead onto the bed headboard and it bled all over my face. I cried so loud that everyone in the house, my mom, my sister, and even my father who had just gone out of the door had to return to come to see what happened. The bleeding was bad and because the cut was on the head, the amount of blood could look quite worrisome. But thinking back, as soon as the bleeding was stopped, it was actually not as serious as it looked. I didn't get a concussion or anything. The scar is still there today, just right above the hairline. A small batch of scalp that hair doesn't grow out. It was an event that family and relatives talked about and made fun of, and to say how much I loved my father.
By Milo The Legend4 years ago in Families
Stomping Grounds
I spent my childhood summers down by the water, and this became my stomping grounds. For weeks each year, I'd stay down at my grandparents' campground, and it felt very much like a second home. For my mother and my two uncles, this was a second home for them. They didn't just spend weeks, they spent the entire summer.
By Krystal Katz4 years ago in Families
How To Boil Water
Katie stood on the imagined threshold between the dining room and the kitchen. The border between the two was only in her head, but it was static and undisputed. It was a good place to play. Aunt Maisey said it felt "zen". Today, Katie wanted to stretch out her arms to the counter and the island and hold herself up by her palms like Spider-Man. She wanted to, but experience told her that Mom would, without a doubt, come bustling into the kitchen at that very moment. Mr. Fuzzles, Katie’s bear, said otherwise. “Go on, it’ll only take a few seconds.”
By Rebekah Conard4 years ago in Families
Stop Losing Things
When Sasha was six, she had a much enduring conductor’s cap that continuously went missing. The white and blue stripes spent evenings abandoned under splintered see-saws or camouflaged under empty quarter water containers in her backpack. When she noticed its absence, usually while eating dinner on the couch, she’d spill the side dish of corn in her Banquet frozen meal tray in her hurry to find it. Andrei, three years older, told his sister to shut up her crying and searched with her, staying up after she’d gone to sleep clutching the hat, to wipe the couch and turn the lights out. On these occasions, Sasha fell asleep believing that Andrei had hidden the hat on purpose.
By Faith Lucas4 years ago in Families
Footprints in the Snow
TW/CW: Self-harm is vaguely mentioned. Gently swaying back and forth like a buoy moving with the flow of the sea, Jordan came to slowly. Greeted with fragmented lights and distorted images, like a camera shutter, he cleared his vision. Instantly, realizing the roof did not hold the familiarity of his room at home. With adrenaline-infused muscles, he scrambled to his feet and turned while absorbing his surroundings. Boxes stacked neatly around the circumference of the - room? But he felt subtle movement, so, maybe — a van? Either way, he should not have been there.
By Jasmine S.4 years ago in Families
Save the lost affection
When I was about to celebrate the Spring Festival, I suddenly found that in recent years, I was only busy with work and family, and owed too much debt to others! Colleagues, relatives, friends, neighbors! I've been having a hard time sleeping lately because of this overdue debt.
By Liston Flowers4 years ago in Families
Am I Mothering Correctly?
As of January, 2022, I became a mother to twin boys. They are my first children with my husband, and, let me tell you, I felt incredibly lost at first. I was beyond exhausted, especially at the beginning. My boys were born through an emergency C-section at 35 and a half weeks. One of my boys, we shall call him A, was born at 6 pounds and ended up staying in the NICU for two weeks, as he could not breathe on his own. Our other boy, B, was born exactly four pounds. This period of time was filled with hormones, highs, lows, and questions I never thought I would be asking of myself. Over the next two months, as my husband and I got acclimated to our family doubling in size, I made the executive decision to go see a doctor, as I believed I was suffering from Postpartum Depression. I was quickly diagnosed and began to take Zoloft.
By Natalie Wilson4 years ago in Families
