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The boundless love a parent has for their child is matched only by their capacity to embarrass them.
“Expected” adolescent, underutilized potential
— Son under pressure delivers, yes! Proof of this is Daniel: he only solves things when under pressure. I don't know how but, at the right time, he manages and delivers what is expected of him. It's like that in everything: for exams, work, at home... Stressful to think about living under constant pressure but... if it works out for him... it's worth it.
Bimal kanta moharanaPublished about a year ago in FamiliesThe Book of Truth and the Name of the Rose
In a small town nestled at the foot of a great mountain range, there was a young girl named Rose. She lived with her mother, who was a skilled herbalist and healer, and her father, a blacksmith who crafted the finest swords in all the land.
Abdul WaheedPublished about a year ago in FamiliesHow Social Media Technology is Strengthening the Bonds of Modern Families
Social media technology has revolutionized the way we interact with each other and has led to the creation of new families in several ways. In this essay, we will explore how social media technology has helped in the creation of new families and the impact it has had on society.
subha balaPublished about a year ago in FamiliesDisney's elemental
Disney and Pixar have teamed up once again to bring audiences an all-new, original feature film called "Elemental." Directed by Peter Sohn and produced by Denise Ream, the film is set in a unique world called Element City, where residents from different elements coexist in harmony. The movie is set to release on June 16, 2023, and promises to be a heartwarming and entertaining story that will appeal to audiences of all ages.
Joel DaviesPublished about a year ago in FamiliesDad Love
Once upon a time, there was a man named Jack. Jack was a hardworking man who loved his family deeply. He had a wife and two children, a son named Michael and a daughter named Emily. Jack worked long hours to provide for his family, but he always made sure to spend quality time with them whenever he could.
How do you help a parent who is struggling?
Wouldn’t it be wonderful if the government funded a health retreat for parents experiencing stress and anxiety to help them process and recover?
THE JUDGEMENT OF GOD
SEPARATED FROM JUDGEMENT For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life (John 3:16)
Samuel OforiPublished about a year ago in FamiliesThe Lonely Hostel Boy
Once there was a boy named Rahul who lived in a small town in India. His parents were farmers and struggled to make ends meet. When Rahul turned 18, he decided to move to the city to pursue his dreams of becoming a successful businessman.
Musadiq JuttPublished about a year ago in FamiliesJames: From Software Engineer to Homeless in His Car
The man's name was James, and he had been living in his car for the past year. He had been forced into this situation due to a series of unfortunate events that had left him homeless.
"Harnessing Nature's Elements: The Art of House Orientation in Civil Engineering"
When it comes to designing and building a house, one important aspect that is often overlooked is its orientation. Orientation refers to the direction in which the house faces in relation to the sun, wind, and other natural elements. While it may not seem like a big deal, the orientation of a house can have a significant impact on its energy efficiency, comfort, and overall functionality. In this article, we will explore why house orientation is so essential and how it can affect your home.
Sami HamidPublished about a year ago in FamiliesCozy and Natural: Gender-Neutral Cottagecore Names to Consider
In recent years, cottage culture has become more popular as people try to live a simpler, more sustainable life. Cottage culture is based on a romanticized image of life in the country, with a focus on natural beauty, cozy interiors, and a slower pace of life. The names of cottagecore are what have many people's attention. Cottage-style names are often inspired by nature and evoke a sense of whimsy and nostalgia, making them a perfect fit for anyone looking for a name that embodies the cozy, rustic charm of cottage style.
Judging Eyes...
Chapter 1: From the day I was born almost before I've been judged. My mother was sixteen when she had me and somehow in some people's eyes that was my fault. My parents conceived me out of holy wedlock and that was my fault too I suppose. As if I asked for this life. The doctor asked my mother when she learned of my conception if she'd like to abort me after all she was only fifteen at the time. Thankfully, she said no and left that doctor's office. I often wonder if she has ever regretted that decision. Not that she'd ever admit to that. So, my untimely birth occurred and by the time I was three my parents had grown apart so to speak and had fought their way to a divorce. If you ask my mother she'd say she outgrew him even though she was younger than him and that they just weren't a good match which that much is true. If you ask my father he'd say she likely cheated on him and nowadays has realized she's likely a narcissist. I honestly can't say either statement to be untrue. In kindergarten I was judged by my teacher because my parents were sinners. I was always in trouble because of various reasons. I wouldn't be still during naptime, I wiggled too much on the rug during story time, I talked too much...etc. Any little thing and I got sent to the storage closet with the door shut. I'm told my mother did go up there to fight for me on my behalf. Shortly thereafter my step dad came into the picture and he became both my savior and the instigator to my mother's insanity. My life living with my mother was pure Hell and there is really no other way to describe it. Until I was eleven years old which is when my first half sister was born I was the only thing she focused on it seemed to me. I had to have the perfect outfit, the perfect hair but the main things that I remember to be troubling is the fact that I was not as good in school as she was and she simply could not understand why. And for the life of me, I could not live up to her expectations. She wanted A's and maybe a few B's; I brought home an occasional B but mostly C's and sometimes D's. That was simply not good enough. There must be something amiss! She would exclaim. For some reason your brain doesn't understand. So...my brain was...is....broken? Her judgments of what a daughter, her daughter should look like failed her. I had brown hair and brown eyes like my father and I've always thought I reminded her too much of her own sins. Of the judgments she received from everyone because I wasn't blond hair and hazel eyes like her and I looked more so like my father and his side of the family her sins were harder to hide. She couldn't take the eyes on the back of her head in the pew at church or the whispers in the grocery store coming from the other aisle. Did you hear...? People always whisper and look at you as if you aren't even there. I received those stares and whispers too. Then, to make matters worse I was not as smart as her in school and struggled quite a bit. I was socially awkward too and although I did have a handful of friends making them was clearly not my strong point. I was not much like her at all and that was distressing I suppose. We fought a lot...mostly about school at first. I'm told when I was very young she and I actually somewhat got along but when school started and it was made apparent I was not the child she asked God for, she'd been cheated somehow the fights began. Or maybe it's that she never really wanted me to begin with seeing as she was so young and then I was so...different... and she so young and she didn't know what to do with me or how to be my mother. Maybe it's both...either way things did not go as they should have. She, under the guise of helping me, started taking me to doctor after doctor to sort out what was wrong with me and why couldn't I understand my school work? Why did she and I stay up until midnight almost nightly trying to get my homework done? Why was every session of homework a screaming match? Why when I didn't get my spelling words right could she not make me understand? Why was math so hard for me that I had taken to cheating just to please her? Just so she would think I understood. This was back in the 90's and diagnosing everyone with ADD was quite popular so finally that is the diagnoses we got and so began my journey with Ritalin, Adderall, etc. And oh what a fun journey that was....
Lindsey AltomPublished about a year ago in Families