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Louise
Louise always had ideas. She would scribble them into her little books, drawing pictures, sticking stickers and showing her friends. “This is my dream book, my book of dreams.” She wanted to do it all; see the world, meet stars, find true love. She was, after all, the star of her very own movie, premiere date to be determined. Her friends would read her lists, and there were many many lists, and laugh. “Louise, this is too much. You have to pick one.”
By Andrea Carolina Batarse5 years ago in Families
I Will Never Forget You
You don’t know where you are. You’re in a stranger’s room, in a stranger’s bed, wearing a stranger’s pajamas. Your heartbeat accelerates in response to the unfamiliarity. You stare around the room, searching for an explanation. “Room” is probably too generous a term. This is really more of a closet with a bed jammed inside. The walls are too close, the ceiling barely high enough to stand. The bed is built into the floor and the walls. Everything is wood.
By Joseph Haddock5 years ago in Families
Sins of Thy Mother!
Alien encounters, corporate espionage, secret bases, governmental cover-ups, murders, genetic manipulation, covert operations, these are few of the adventures that'd cause some people to go insane as the paradigm of their reality shifted from the norm to the abnormal. In the journey of life one minute, you can be living comfortable in a home, and the next minute, your whole life turns upside-down. You then find yourself homeless, living on the streets wondering how it came to be, where your next meal will be coming from & where’ll you sleep. Life does have some unexpected twists & turns along the way. In the voyage of life, sometimes there are the unexpected finds or encounters that’d change the way one sees the world & the coincidental occurrences of such can be divinely mind-blowing or wonderful other worldly experiences.
By Mystic Poet5 years ago in Families
Time Is Precious, And So Are Your Children!
Undoubtedly, one of the greatest blessings in life is having children. Any genuinely loving parent would agree that their child or children are the most precious asset/s to them in life. Such is the power of love we have for them, they mean the world to us. Let's be honest here also though, parenting is far from an easy job, and there are many times our children severely test our patience, cause us stress, make us angry, are disrespectful to us, are disobedient towards us, and they completely exhaust us. At the end of the day though, we still love them with all our heart, and we want nothing but the best for them in life. We often forget though, that part of giving the best to them in life is giving ourselves to them. What I mean by that is giving our time to them, and quality time at that. As a parent myself, I know the importance of having a mental break from our children also, just having some time out for ourselves, or sharing some private time with our partner, both being vitally important and beneficial for us, so we can be the best version of ourselves. The thing is though, are we really spending enough quality time with our children? Part of wanting the best for them in life also includes providing for them. Providing for them consists of ensuring they are adequately fed, they have shelter, they have clothing, they have a comfortable bed to sleep in, and basically, anything that offers them a decent quality of life. All these provisions cost money of course, so we need money, and we obtain that money from our job. This is where the problem lies.
By David Stidston5 years ago in Families
Buried Treasure
Reggie Somerville was somewhat of an oddity. He had always been an eccentric, but the current world he was occupying made his existence an antiquation. He had settled into island living almost twenty years before, when he and his wife, Moira had retired. (This was at a time when retirement was still possible.) It was everything they planned until it wasn’t. Moira had gone too soon, and Reggie was lost. He had tried the usual things to reacquaint himself with the society in which he now found himself. He frequented coffee shops, soon learning that sitting with a coffee and looking out at the world was a thing of the past. Now people nursed strange concoctions known as pour overs, and allowed the world to pass them by behind the glow of a screen. The island he had known was swarming with hipster aliens and he didn’t enjoy their company one bit. Instead he sought solitude outside, losing himself on hikes or kayaking expeditions. His sons had told him he was too old to be gallivanting off without letting one of them know, but what else was he supposed to do? He couldn’t stay at home, sitting across from Moira’s empty chair all day. When Reggie had fallen on one of his favourite trails, realizing all too late that he had left his phone on the nightstand he thought that perhaps his sons were right. After thirty-two hours on the side of a mountain waiting for the next hiker to pass him by it was a foregone conclusion.
By H R Honeybun5 years ago in Families
STRUGGLES OF BEING A MOM-Sleeping
Hello mommies out there. I recently became a mom 2 years ago and let me tell you is NOT easy. I had always wanted to be a mother really, since I was a kid I was always playing house and taking care of a baby. Reality us girls we are from a young age being shaped for the big role in the future to come BUT no-one tells you its gonna be so hard.
By Elina Pagan5 years ago in Families
A Dream and a Little Black Book
She sat in the window, the sun warm upon her face, as memory after memory danced through her head. Every so often a smile turned the corners of her mouth, as the tears flowed in what seemed like a never-ending sad spring rain, down her cheeks to fall silently off her chin, this signaled the next tear to begin the same journey again and again.
By Pamela Walsh-Holte5 years ago in Families
Don't judge a book by its cover
The Trail of Tears was over, but never will be forgotten. In the outskirts of a small town in Virginia what used to be all their ancestral lands lived a small band of Nottoway Native people of the Turtle Clan. Most of their people living or visiting close to Tennessee and North Carolina borders had been stolen by the soldiers and volunteers representing a power that had become insatiable in its desire for land, not caring which Native tribes that crossed their paths they were forcibly relocating any that could stand in the way of that desire. Many of the royal family, the keepers of the healing stream were forced on such a journey, but they knew one day their descendant’s hearts would bring them back home to Virginia, but they would need a path to follow. So they willed their souls to the trees and the stones along the trail as their bodies lay down to unite back with Mother Earth. A trail that still bears their name to this day, awaiting their children’s return. And if you listen closely to the wind and the shifting of the stones on that trail you will hear their story.
By Maria Hernandez5 years ago in Families
Lorine's Lighthouse
“I’m gonna be somebody one day,” said young Darius as he looked out the skyscraper window of his dad’s office. Russell, affectionately chuckling under his breath at his son’s innocence and confidence, chimed in, “What do you mean? Who else would you want to be other than Darius?”
By Mason Britsch5 years ago in Families
