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The Weeks of the Cult
A week before my junior year of high school I picked out the all-important first day of school outfit. The outfit that would set the tone for the rest of the year. Like, the effortlessly cool girls would look cool no matter what, but I really had to work at what and who I wanted to be. This outfit could make or break me.
Maria Shimizu ChristensenPublished 3 years ago in Families21st Century Fathers Are Awesome
The Family Backstory As I parked my car at the mall a short time ago, I saw a lovely sight. A father stood at the opened hatchback of his SUV changing the diaper of his infant. I further observed him talk to and play with his baby as he carefully secured its onesie. The father appeared to enjoy these priceless moments with his precious tiny one.
Dr Deborah M VereenPublished 3 years ago in FamiliesThe Things They Don't Say About Motherhood
Most mothers say Motherhood is a joyous time, like Christmas or Easter. It can have those moments. It can be pretty brilliant when it does. I adore my two daughters more than anything. But most don't say how mentally draining and downright embarrassing all of this is.
Tips to Raise a Baby
The truth is that babies cost a lot of money. They need a lot of things, which can make them even more expensive. The truth is that it doesn't have to feel that way. If you are smart and careful, you can raise a baby, without spending a fortune on them.
Shelley WengerPublished 3 years ago in FamiliesA Job That Never Ends
One year. Nine months. That's how long I was an only child. I have no recollection of this time, only after. After I became a sister.
M.J. CarlockPublished 3 years ago in FamiliesEverything Was Fine . . .
I sat in the hair salon one Saturday getting my maintenance trim and I suddenly realized something about my surroundings. There was a young woman getting her hair all twirly-curled, faux-complaining about the shoes she ordered for her wedding (she clearly just wanted to talk about how cute and perfect they were), a young girl accompanied by her mom and grandma was getting especially dolled up for some upcoming event and the two mothers were there to make sure everything went smoothly, simultaneously giving directions to the stylist who was cheerfully taking their advice. Another woman, tinted and blown out, paid her bill, left a tip and, placing her tortoiseshell sunglasses above her wide grin, walked confidently out into the morning sunshine.
Cindy EastmanPublished 3 years ago in FamiliesA Letter To My Daughter, M; Parental Alienation Is The Worst Part Of Breaking Up
Dear M, I have so much I want to say to you, that I need to say to you, really. I don’t even know if you’ll read this but, if you do, I think it’s best I start here:
Aaron CoreyPublished 3 years ago in FamiliesI'm Pretty Sure I May Have Just Become A Terrible Grandparent
It was hot as hell, and I couldn't believe they didn't sit our group inside. Yet here we were, sitting in a covered patio with old school fans blowing warm air on us on a 95 degree Texas summer afternoon. And worse than that is we were about to be served some chips and salsa.
Rick MartinezPublished 3 years ago in FamiliesA Letter To A Lost Loved One.
"You will lose someone you can't live without, and your heart will be badly broken, and the bad news is that you never completely get over the loss of your beloved. But this is also the good news. They live forever your broken heart that doesn't seal back up. And you come through. It's like having a broken leg that never heals perfectly-- that still hurts when the weather gets cold, but you learn to dance with the limp" Anne Lamott
Amanda RussoPublished 3 years ago in FamiliesImmigrants Among Us
On January 28, 2017, a protest was held at JFK International Airport to oppose the implementation of then-President Trump's executive order (#13769,) that called for a suspension of all immigration to the United States for a period of 120 days. As hopeful immigrants were being turned away, I remembered being an impatient three-year-old in that very terminal, waiting to pick up my new baby brother who was flying from Vietnam with a plane full of other refugees. The plane of war-orphaned babies and children was held up at customs in Paris for nine hours, and people were afraid that their children were going to be turned away. More than forty years later, the place where we had once welcomed these immigrants, was now turning other hopefuls away.
Allison RicePublished 3 years ago in FamiliesPygmalion Marigold
She hoped there would be more time, but a small part of her was already quite sure that Norman would never wake to his favorite sound again. The unpleasant whistle of the male cardinal. It seemed natural to her that Norman’s favorite bird spoke such a funny language. The little beast’s song was notoriously difficult to describe in words, but sounded to her, like an exact replica of Norman’s snore, just higher pitched.
Bridget HarveyPublished 3 years ago in FamiliesMagic of The Past
I sometimes miss my childhood days. The summer evenings beneath the orange sunset sky chasing lightning bugs. The spring days, spending hours in the field searching for four-leaf clovers. Fall, looking for witches and spooky ghosts around every dim corner. Most of all I miss Christmas time when my granny would come to visit for an entire week. I still remember the sound of her 1964 Ford Fairlane, which was the most exciting clamor and clangor in the whole wide world.
Rebecca Lynn IveyPublished 3 years ago in Families