siblings
Siblings are the only enemy you can't live without.
Broken Yellow Highway Lines
I lay flat on my stomach, staring into the growling teeth of the vent beneath the bottom step. She had followed me to the base of the stairs, resting herself against my back. No one truly understands how it feels to have someone fit against the curve of your spine like they were intended to be a part of your body until they were peeled away from you like skin from an orange. It is a kind of knowledge only gained from sharing a room until you are born. This was always how I explored the house in my young, soft days; as creatures that roll on the ground. And never alone.
By Taite Krueger5 years ago in Families
CAMEO
I am not a horoscope person. I do know I am a Capricorn and my husband is a Pisces and we are compatible. I know a little bit more but not much. So, why am I even writing for this topic? Intriguing is what it is, all that super this and super that, warm and generous.
By Denise E Lindquist5 years ago in Families
The Adventures of Mr. Schnoozle
FOREWORD Nearly two years after I was born, and only several months after being diagnosed with Hodgkin’s Lymphoma, my father sat down to write a story for his children, Eric and Gretchen. I can only assume that the impetus was watching us play in the backyard, delighted by our imaginations which ran freely in the out of doors.
By Gretchen Lindemann5 years ago in Families
Tell Me A Story
I remember being in the kitchen or in the living room or outside on the porch when my grandmother would call. My mom would be on the phone for what felt like hours, but was probably 20 minutes. They’d talk while my mom made dinner or cleaned or sat on our outdoor deck furniture. I’d hear one side but I’d know the other.
By Tina Wargo5 years ago in Families
A Snake In The Grass,
My Dad was the king of pranksters. At least to ten-year-old me it sure seemed that way. Back in the 1970s when employers still had company picnics, everyone knew about Gar. He was known to sneak a smoke bomb under the hood or strategically locate a firecracker onto your car. He was always looking for the next prank to pull on someone. Somewhere he found a very realistic rubber snake about 6 feet long which we lovingly began calling Pete. It pretty much looked like a harmless rat snake, a jumbo rat snake but harmless even in real life.
By Billy Knight5 years ago in Families
Forgotten Family
Remember the days of the old United Kingdom British Telecom television advert from back in 1995? Well, I understand the benefits of how the assistance & support that the advances made in technology overall have made to our society today. Giving light to the most recent worldwide outbreak of Covid-19 & its Lockdown protocols placed, as a result, have demoralized just how going about our daily lives and talking face-to-face with friends and family have been negatively affected in such a huge way.
By Jonathan Townend5 years ago in Families
Happy Birthday Jill
I want to begin by wishing my big sister Jill a very happy 58th birthday.🎈 My sister has Frontotemporal Dementia (FTD), which is a highly genetic form of dementia. She has had this disease for a few years now. My mother also had this disease. Jill's health has deteriorated over this year but that is the way this horrible disease works. Every year gets a little worse. Fortunately, she still recognizes all her family and close friends and for this I am thankful. I don’t think she will understand that it is her birthday but our family will still celebrate it with her and try to make it a happy day.
By Margie Anderson 6 years ago in Families
Lost at Sea
I had always heard the phrase "Fair Winds and Following Seas," but I had always ignored that expression, and anything to do with the sea. Today, sitting on the beach, I remembered that when I was eight, that expression was never more true than when battling winds and stormy seas took my grandfather and my oldest brother. If only they had been out on the water when the winds were fair and the seas were calm.
By Linda Campbellton6 years ago in Families
I lost my brother, how did I deal with his loss?
It has been six years since my brother died, I was 22, and he was 27. I'm now 28, and every day, I continue to ask why did he go? Why did he die, and why has he left me all alone? My mother only had two children, my brother and me, and now I'm all that's left. I'm the black sheep of my family; I only speak to my mother and grandmother, and the rest outcast me because of the choices I have made in my life.
By Arthur Caliga 6 years ago in Families
