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Tiny Hearts
I took a breath and let another giggle past my lips. It is the morning of February 14th, 2021 and I am mesmerized by my daughter's angelic face as we swing and shake to Pharrell's energizing voice in the song "Happy". My heart overflows with love as I let the fact that she is my very own happiness in a world of uncertainty, wash over me.
By Jilana Booker5 years ago in Families
Missing
"Bon apris-midi Mademoiselle. Est'ce que je pourrais vous aider?" asked Inspector Badeau, swiveling in his chair to welcome the visitor blowing in like a trade wind.
By Bryan R..5 years ago in Families
How to balance between children's study and game
If you have a question how to make balance between children's study and other activities? How to balance between child's study and game? Then you are at the right place. Today, I am going to tell you how you can balance children's studies and games. Let's start...
By Mohd Aadil5 years ago in Families
Under the Crooked Crane
The book came with a note: “Read me.” So I tried. But my grandmother’s handwriting was small and cramped, and I gave up after the first two pages, which consisted mostly of half-written poems.
By Grace Lo Porto5 years ago in Families
No More Mad Mommy
There I sat, in my down town apartment, tears streaming down my face because of the pain. My everything hurt. My heart, my head, my body. I had lost all interest in anything that brought me joy. I was miserably, despairingly, and inexplicably SAD, CONFUSED and MAD.
By Alice Knight-Hawk 5 years ago in Families
Processing
It's Friday night, and Slator gazes out the window of his penthouse, a glass of red wine in his hand. He takes a swig of his wine, sighs, and turns away from the view, retreating to the leather armchair in the corner.
By Em Turner5 years ago in Families
Balloons of Blossom
Memorial Day weekend always holds a special place in my heart. The tiny town of Chagrin Falls, Ohio annually hosts the Blossom Time Festival, complete with hot air balloon competitions, a carnival and parade. From the age of 3 years old, my brother had always wanted to become a balloon pilot. By the age of 15, he accomplished that goal and now flies every year at that exact spot of conception.
By Vicky DiMichele5 years ago in Families
Her Future
A knot in her stomach tightened as she marched, imitating confidence, down the hall. ‘Good morning ma’am’ offered the guard.
By Penny O'Keefe5 years ago in Families
The Carriage Ride
Ballgowns made from silk and other fabulous fabrics took over the dance floor. My mother ushered me around until I collided with a handsome stranger. He bowed and offered me his hand, and with little else to do, I accepted.
By Stephanie Watson5 years ago in Families
My Valentine’s Day Horror Stories
My friends refer to February 14th as the Valentine’s Day Curse. When I’m single, we give it zero thought. When I’m not, we wait with bated breath to discover what dramatic episode of my life is about to unfold.
By Alexis Chateau5 years ago in Families
The Small Black Book and The Serenity Angel
"BUZZ, BUZZ, BUZZ... BUZZ", the alarm clock screeches. Another redundant morning, she throws the cover to the side and throws her legs off the bed, each aching joint at a time. No need to even bother starting the coffee considering she does not have any and her brain is already going a mile a minute about the worries of not meeting her bills and losing her children to their father. Why can’t she be one of the lucky ones who just comes across some money or wins the lottery? Why can’t she find a man who sees a great mother in her? Why can’t her kids have a true father figure? She would be set for life and would not have to worry about another bill or affording a lawyer to defend her character against the father of the kids or worry what damage is being caused by the father and his projecting accusations. "Thank you for calling in today, how may I help you?" is the constant introduction of the hell loop she is stuck in, the only freedom is imagining the "what ifs" of winning the lottery and breaking free. It’s always about helping someone else until you are bled dry and all pruned up. When will she get help? Does anyone even notice that she needs it? She is a raisin at this point.
By Ashley ODell5 years ago in Families
A Parent’s Right To Say No
This pandemic has changed our lives so much sometimes we have to scream ourselves to the pillow just to be able to let the steam out. I had to look for another job to get those full hours because my job had us on shortened hours just to cope with the mechanics of this pandemic and trust me I understand. Everything immediately changed including the situation with our children and the fact that they could not be in school for their own good. And all has been so challenging since then.
By Monica Rosales5 years ago in Families