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What is it like being a daughter
Not everybody has a parent. By destiny, bad accidents or by their own choice. Some parents have never been interested and they just abandoned their kids. Other families just don't get on. They live separate lives with no contact, they may only meet on funerals.
By Anna Paulová5 years ago in Families
Were are you sister dearest
Maya closed the window slowly as her sister looked at her with worry through the window. She gave her a reassuring smile and left to go to her best friend's house. Maya and Ellen spent the whole night laughing and talking. And then she climbed back into her bedroom at four o'clock. She was able to get about one hour of sleep before their mom came into the room to wake them up for school.
By Charity Walker5 years ago in Families
Benefits of Toys in Children Learning
Children want to play with the toys, no matter what their age is. If you don’t believe it, just take the kids to any toy shop or even show them toys online. They will possibly find many things that they want them desperately. Toys are not only a source of fun for kids, but some toys help in child’s learning and development. Parents can provide suitable toys according to their children age to help them learn about the environment around them, satisfying their curiosity, encourage them to interact with others through compromise, conflict resolution and sharing with fun.
By Syed Imran5 years ago in Families
YOUR LEGACY
December 28th 1959 you were born. On Sunday August 2, 1981 I your daughter, your firs celebrating. Now it's the 17th and I'm 12 years old and I'm mourning a loss that will forever effect me and I have never been the same since. It's been 27 years 4 months and 12 days and counting. Every year whenever the anniversary or your death, burial or birthday comes around I often reflect on how different my life would have been, how different his would have been, how different yours would have been, how his bird would of been if they survived, am I making you proud, am I living up to the promise I made to you. Am I your legacy living up to the legacy you left behind. These are questions I reflect on often but even more so on days like today your birthday. On days like today your absence effects differently every year. On days like this I miss you more, I wish you were here so I can ask the questions that I never got to ask you and tell you that I LOVE YOU MOMMY. Instead I settle for telling you in my thoughts and hope that you can hear me where you are. Memories of you are forever in my heart. I wish Heaven had visiting hours. It’s been so long that I can remember face but not your face. I can remember your face because of pictures I the living room of the old house, or the screensaver on my phone. It’s easy to remember your face when your face is my face.The mirror reflects you in me. I’m often told I look like you. Some have told me I act like you. One of your sisters once said to me “Just like Freida” and I simply stated I’m her daughter”. To be your daughter and to be told I’m like you and to have you for the short time I did was is an honor. I just wish it was longer. Things aren't the best down here right now and the struggle is real but so is God and the strength, love and leadership and so many other qualities that you passed on to me. I try to follow your example daily. I’m often put in the same position of leader, that strong person that everyone comes to for all there issues be it advice or just a listening ear or a helping had as I’m sure you were also, in fact I know you were. I’ve told the stories from those who hold fond memories of you and words like cool, al tight and sentiments like loyal, responsible just to. name a few are mentioned. I wonder how you handled it all. I wish you were here to have that conversation. I wonder if you felt alone or not. There are answers that I may never have to d St o many questions I wish I could ask you, but I have your memories, the memories you left with others and the stories that they tell of you and the example you left behind. With that within me and left for I use it to go my best to make you proud and create my own legacy for those coming after me.
By Le’Keshia C. Bell5 years ago in Families
Seeking Wellness through Hypnosis for Women's Health
Childbirth is among the most painful experiences many women will ever encounter. The pain of the contractions, back pain, pushing, and post-delivery pain can all be breathtakingly painful. Research indicates there might be a simple solution to all that discomfort: hypnosis.
By UpNow Hypnosis5 years ago in Families
Gift Ideas for A Newborn Baby: Family-owned and Instagram-friendly Businesses Edition
Everyone seems to be getting pregnant these days, don't they? And you have just found out your friend joined the gang too. The quarantine baby boom seems like a thing more than ever all of a sudden. It's almost like a whole new generation is about to make their entrance into this strange pandemic world. Yet another reason to think 2020 is a true game-changer in terms of shaping the future of the whole planet (especially since babies are the future in quite a literal sense), huh?
By Joanna Ścibior5 years ago in Families
Ghost Girl
When I was five or six years old, my parents got me my first ten-speed bicycle. Obviously, it was way too big for me but that was the way I got things like that since we were not well off. Needless to say, I had issues learning to ride it. My dad didn't exactly have patience and usually, after just a few tries and failures, he would give up and put my training wheels back on. This time I asked if he could leave them off and that I would learn on my own but one day I got some help.
By Onyx Perth5 years ago in Families
To all the Darling Daughters
The joy of Christams, for me, has never been about receiving gifts. Growing up, my family had traditions, like finding the perfect tree at a local tree farm and having snowball fights while we searched. We would make snow angels and run around until that perfect tree called out our names. When we got home with the tree, we would give it water and light it up with decorations. It was never long before gifts started to appear on the red velvet skirt, growing in volume as we got closer to the sacred day. I remember staying up late on Christmas Eve to help my mom put the final touches beneath the tree, and the treats out for Santa. Oh how I miss the smell of fresh pine and apple pie. Like I said, it was never about the gifts.
By Kahsia Solaire5 years ago in Families
