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A Day's Fishing
Arriving at the secluded boat ramp, I stopped for a moment to take in the scene that presented itself to me. As always, the sun was beating down and was surprisingly hot for this time in the morning. The water was flat and mirror-like. The lack of wind added to what was a perfect day for catching a few fish.
Phil WrightPublished 3 days ago in FamiliesThe Day After
The air's a little heavy today. A winter storm blew in overnight and a bitter wind is reminding me that it's the end of November and the end of another year is just around the corner.
Dana CrandellPublished 4 days ago in Families
Twas the Night Before Thanksgiving
Twas the Night Before Thanksgiving D. A. Ratliff I came from a family of foodies. No, not those who loved a delicate soufflé, a creamy risotto, Beef Wellington, or a classic French pastry, but those who loved food—simple, well-cooked food. Any occasion in my grandmother’s Appalachian Mountain home involved food. My Granny Stella always kept a pot of beef stew, chicken and dumplings, or vegetable soup on the stove in case someone stopped by for a spell.
D. A. RatliffPublished 7 days ago in FamiliesFort Mother
As waves of pain hit her she grits her teeth and bares down. She knows it will end soon. This will bring good things this pain and so she bears it happily.
Lindsey JacksonPublished 25 days ago in Families$17 Dollar Mashed Potatoes
Life has given me the opportunity to explore other means of employment on my terms. I have enjoyed spending my afternoon hours running DoorDash for the community. I have met some very nice people while doing so. Seriously, the walls of my office space were closing in and I had to explore other means of escape.
Sheila L. ChingwaPublished about a month ago in FamiliesThe Lost Memory Sticks
At the weekend, my husband gave me three USB sticks which he had discovered in a desk drawer. I'm not sure what he was looking for on these. It might have just been curiosity as to what they held rather than a particular search. Either way, he announced that I may want to look at them.
Rachel DeemingPublished 2 months ago in FamiliesWho Taught You How to Drive?
If you’re a licensed driver with two parents, there was probably some discussion among them about who would be the one to teach you how to drive. There is always a nervous one and a brave one. I suppose if you had a single parent who fell into the nervous category, it may have been a job outsourced to an uncle or an official driving school if you were middle class enough.
Leslie WritesPublished 3 months ago in FamiliesThe Cabin
We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cosy A-frame cabin. It looked the same as it always did: picturesque, peaceful, pretty.
Lilly CooperPublished 12 months ago in Families
Farewell, Reggie!
It's the second day now that I'm not myself. How can someone be so sad about passing of a dog that was not even her own? Let me tell you the story of Reggie the guide dog.
Lana V LynxPublished 3 months ago in Families
Morning Reflections, in Turmoil
Mornings at our house are quiet. The kids don’t go to school, the adults don’t go to the office, and nobody ever sets an alarm clock. Daybreak is devoid of morning show deejays, clattering bells, and the digital arpeggios of smartphone apps. Gone too are exasperated claims of “I’m coming!” and other muttered grunts issued amid the thumps and bustle of animated bodies getting reacquainted with gravity. No one is tripping over objects they were asked to pick up the previous day, barely maintaining a vertical perspective, as if they are taking out their new legs for a test spin. No one is angrily shouting that we’re out of bagels again, and there is no scramble to claim optimum bathroom time … in fact, any movement at all is purely incidental, because no one is going anywhere.
Andrew R ConnerPublished 4 months ago in Families
"Those Who Tell the Stories..."
August 8, 2021: Vocal's Subscribe option went live. When I saw it at 11:29 PM I rushed to the profile of the person I most-wanted to read as-soon-as-possible-every-time!
Judey KalchikPublished 4 months ago in FamiliesAn Ode To My Grandfather
My Grandfather was born on his parents homestead in South Dakota, he died on the same land some 100 years later. In between he lived an entire life on this land. It was a rich life full of family and fun and lots of hard work.
Heather LunsfordPublished 4 months ago in Families
