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Picasso and the Art of Grieving. Top Story - January 2022.
Picasso and the Art of Grieving UNEXPECTED THINGS Funny how quickly life can change. When you least expect it, you’re faced with a ‘suddenly’. One day you’re in the middle of the Caribbean, working on a cruise ship as one of the dedicated production crew, and the next you’re helicoptered back to Miami for the flight back to Alpine Junction to attend your dad’s funeral.
By Pam Sievert-Russomanno5 years ago in Fiction
The End
They both knew it was over. Things had been going down hill since Jenny died. Jen was the glue that held the family together. Her parents, Jeff and Beth, adored the young girl. With her bright red hair and rosy complexion, she lit up any room she walked into. This may be a biased opinion on his part, but Jenny was the most talented eight year old Jeff had ever seen. She kept him in stitches with her corny jokes and funny little dances. She was always a happy child and her happiness was infectious.
By MATTHEW FLICK5 years ago in Fiction
Learning to Fly Again
Stacy lost two things that were integral to her being that day, her mother and the ability to walk. She blamed herself every second of every minute of every day, and nothing I, or the doctors, said or did could change or lessen the pain of guilt that consumed her soul. Although I tried, oh God, how I tried to convince her that none of this was her fault, I couldn't bring her back from the deep dark place her mind escaped to after the accident.
By Gerald Holmes5 years ago in Fiction
Warmth for Sara
Sara always thought of her dad as a saint and her mom as a sinner. Her parents married very young. Neither of them was quite prepared when she came along. When she was young, her mom worked as a waitress at Wimpy’s Café in their small town of Park Rapids, Minnesota, so she was mostly raised by her loving father.
By Julie Lacksonen5 years ago in Fiction
Things are simpler in black and white
A note. Taped to the TV remote; the implication being that's what was most important in his life, and that's the first thing he'd put a hand on when he got home. It was insulting how predictable she thought he was, but more insulting how right she'd been.
By Billy Christie5 years ago in Fiction
A Grateful Owl's Gift
Arnie Sijano, Seeta Dasani and Peter Downing looked forward to their next weekend at the Crawford farm created by Seeta’s father Ashok Dasani near the Philippine town of Cagayan de Oro. A bustling city in the southern Philippine island of Mindanao, the jungles around this quaint city are great to trek in and extremely fertile. The 2 acre Dasani farm was a paradise of sorts. Peter thought it was more of an animal sanctuary rather than a farm. Peter and his 14 year old friends were classmates in school and were inseparable. The townsfolk were used to this unusual trio of friends from three different countries and would smile to see them at supermarkets, parks and occasionally at the movies. This friendship brought the three families together and they often got together for relaxing weekends and holidays at the Dasani farm.
By Partho Choudhury5 years ago in Fiction
