On a Friday evening in May, Charles Prideaux and his brother in law Jules Martin went to the Palais Garnier to see the Paris Opera Ballet perform Sleeping Beauty. When the two men arrived in their box, Tchaikovsky’s introduction to the prologue was beginning to play.
Guillaume Lerou never made it back from the war. The letter announcing his death arrived on a Sunday afternoon in April of 1918, one of those warm, pleasant April days which feel more like June.
The man could not recall how long he had been moving. To travel now was dangerous, but it was a necessary journey — one he would make willingly.
So my first blog is going to be about the issues and questions in the book that I’ve just finished reading, and as a sociologist and more importantly, as a single gal in the 21st century, I have found that the book has left me with more questions and slightly less hope for our generation when it comes to sex, love and modern day dating… poopy.
My life has taken a drastic turn. That was not something I was expecting to happen again at the age of 28. For the past few years, I lived as a stay-at-home wife and mother. Now, my marriage is ending, and not by my choice. I've moved out of the home I shared with my husband, and I only have my young daughter half of the time.
Just something I want to share. Writing poetry is my passion, and I feel this would be an amazing opportunity to share my work here. The poem itself was inspired by my partner. He had hit a wall in his life and started to question everything about himself. At that point I felt helpless and didn't know how I could support him or see how amazing he was as a person.
URBANA, ILLINOIS—Approximately 42,000 children die each year in the United States, according to the National Center for Child Death Review Policy and Practice. That means each year more than 80,000 parents face the unimaginable – the loss of a child. It forces these grieving parents into a club no one ever wants to be a part of: the Grieving Parents Club.
Being out of college made reality hit hard. While I was in High School and even in college I was always around people, always with “friends,” but when that stage of my life ended, everything was different.
He was named after the holiday,