values
A Journey Through Regret, Forgiveness, and Self-Acceptance
A decade woven with laughter and whispers, a daughter who danced like sunlight, and then, an abyss of grief so profound it swallowed time whole. This is the tapestry of our story, a narrative stitched with the threads of regret, redemption's elusive glimmer, and the ever-present question: can forgiveness bloom even in the wasteland of sorrow?
By Idris Yanda Nasiru3 years ago in Families
Christmas Memory
As the air grew colder and the scent of pine filled the streets, I found myself reflecting on the bittersweet memories of my parents, who had passed away before Christmas. And three years have gone since my parents died. The memory of them continues to amaze me.
By Avila Osinta 3 years ago in Families
How Red Light Therapy Saved Me from UTI Pain
I never thought I would write about something so personal and embarrassing, but I feel like I have to share my story with you. Maybe it will help someone who is going through the same thing, or maybe it will inspire someone to try something new. Either way, I hope you will find it interesting and useful.
By healthkeeper3 years ago in Families
Trauma and Death Has Made Me Like The Holidays Less. Top Story - December 2023.
Not to be a "Debbie Downer" (no hate to Debbies of the world), but the holidays have become more unenjoyable. Before you call me a Scrooge or Grinch, hear me out! As you can tell by the title, I have had a fair share of trauma and death in my 30 years of life. I believe this has led to me not being so holly jolly during the beloved trio of major holidays (Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Year's).
By Steven Rice3 years ago in Families
The Year I Did What I Wanted — Instead of What I Thought I Should
Is this it, I ask myself. Is this the year I get to decide what I want to do and do it? How old do I have to be to get to choose how I spend my holidays without feeling like I’m somehow wrong for making the choice?
By Crystal Jackson3 years ago in Families
Family Values
I lost my uncle Fred last week on December 14th. He was the last surviving sibling of my mother’s. Mom was one of 7 children and the baby of the 4 girls born before 3 boys. Mom passed 11 years ago December 11th. My grandfather passed on the same date 19 years prior. I’m sure there is some meaning to that. I don’t believe there are coincidences in the universe.
By Karolyn Denson Landrieux3 years ago in Families
Title: The Art of Respecting Elders: A Guide to Thoughtful Behavior
Title: The Art of Respecting Elders: A Guide to Thoughtful Behavior In a world that constantly evolves, one timeless value remains crucial – respect for elders. How we treat our seniors reflects our character and societal values. Understanding the importance of fostering positive interactions with older generations is essential for a harmonious and compassionate society.
By TANVIR MAHATAB3 years ago in Families
I miss my Grandpa.
I wish I could travel back in time to see my grandpa again. My siblings and all my cousins called him “Yaya”. He was full of cool stories and wisdom that help me in life. Thinking about him makes me miss him a lot, especially when things get quiet.
By WENNA WILLIE3 years ago in Families
