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New Teen Mom
Hi, your friend Gin is back! I visited with an old middle school friend todayMay 28th, 2020; we spent four hours talking about our days at Connell Jr. High. We talked about names we hadn't heard in years and wondered where life has lead them, hoping that all is well with them and their families. My soul is yearning to contact old school mates; I am not sure why; but I know I need to follow through with it. I have looked up numerous people on Facebook, some successful, some not so successful. I want to thank you again for reading my story. Lets get back to where I left off.
By Virginia Green6 years ago in Families
Nothing can be more depressing than this.
Shantanu and Rashmi were expecting a baby. It has been 4 years since they've been married and the wounds of loss of the stillborn girl child two years ago were beginning to heal. Rashmi was advised to be careful this time by their family doctor as another mishap could prove harmful to her, both physically and mentally.
By Utkarsh Sinha6 years ago in Families
Everyday heroes
28th May 2020 In this current global crisis which we are all effected by we appreciate our local heroes such as the NHS staff; Doctors, Nurses, paramedics, postmen, Teachers, Vets, Retail workers, voluntary or bank workers and other services. They all come out of the comfort of their houses to look after us in every possible way and we can only show them respect by applaud and acclaim, and by writing good things about them. As it isn't easy to stay indoors but it is even harder to get out and help people in these tough times.
By Sahira Parveen6 years ago in Families
Mother of Autism
Hello everyone! So to start this is going to be a daily story of the journey of being a mother to a child who is autistic. I want people to know what it's like from the moment your child is diagnosed, to the steps you should take, and then what daily life is like.
By Elizabeth Ceci-Jackson6 years ago in Families
Spill The Tea
I’m 41 and haven’t lived my life or truth yet. I have been silenced before I was able to speak up for myself. Is it frustrating? Yes. As early as I can remember my voice and opinions were slowly taken from me, slowly placing me not just in a shell, but in a spiral of hate for others and more so hate of my self. It all started when my mom’s got arrested. At the age of 9 I had to be an adult. I had no idea what the world was like; cruel and cold like the C&C sodas I grew accustomed to drinking after awhile, it was all I cold afford; that a $.25 little Debbie cake and a bag of chips back when potatoe chips was a quarter. We called them cheap and cold. It all took place after my mom and I moved into a one bedroom apartment in a townhouse complex. My moms was over protective of me so I was not allowed to play with the neighborhood kids let alone join the local boys and girls club. As the new superintendent my moms was always on call and never home, something like before we moved. After a few a year living there my mother finally allowed me to play outside with the other kids. I was eager to play with the neighbors; they ran a candy store out their house and that was so cool. Back where I was from you had to go to the cellar to buy candy or to old lady Ms Green house. Sometimes her cookies and frozen cool aid cups tasted funny but they had real candy and snacks like a real store. I guess I raved on it so much that gradually I was permitted to visit the neighbors house. Thinking back now I should have been satisfied with my moms strict rules. I persisted so much that it lead up to spending the night over. I thought it was cool to have girls to play with being as though I had no family in this new city we moved to. But that’s when all the youth got sucked out of me. I was trapped. This old lady who presented her self as the sweetest grandma alive had a deep dark hatred inside her. She had the green eyes. Little did I know it at the time, it all unraveled when her husband died.
By Jennifer Solomon6 years ago in Families
Broken Records
Broken Records "Honey, I'm home!" Right, because we don't already know. Clearly, he thinks this is funny because he deposits that gut-derived laugh into the once blaring silence of the house: A house that everyone on the block is familiar with. But for the record, it's not funny. The front door flies open and streaks of light from the street-lamps hit his figure at angles that make him look like a swaying shadow in our doorway. Following, again, is that familiar low rumble of laughter that will always bring up memories of a childhood that no longer exists.
By Ashley Alleyne Van-De-Cruize 6 years ago in Families
The windows that keep me safe from outside
*We’ll deliver your parcel between 11am and 1pm* promises the email from the delivery company. I can’t help but feel sparks of anticipation when I read this. Something exciting will happen today! So, at 12:17 when the doorbell rings, I know exactly what it is: five new notebooks because I just don’t have these ones, Dad, they’re not the same as all the others! The delivery driver has left the parcel outside and are on their way to the gate, but I sprint down the hall to my front window to wave and say thank you very much! The effort of running is worth it to interact with someone new. It is exhilarating to see a different face; one that isn’t my mum’s or my dad’s, and there’s also only so many times I can study my features in the mirror from absolutely every single angle possible to determine what I actually look like.
By Iona Del Pino6 years ago in Families
Sunday Candy
If anyone had asked me, I woulda told them I ain't do nothing wrong. I got up, made my bed, ate breakfast, and brushed my teeth like I was supposed to. I mean I mighta argued a little when getting dressed. You woulda too if you saw what Momma laid out. The pale pink dress stared at me, taunting me. I wasn’t one to let things go easily, so I stomped my foot at it and stuck my tongue out as far as it would go. Without even looking at me Momma spoke in a hushed tone.
By Shannon Gaskin6 years ago in Families
Grandpa Gave me the Moon
When I was 8 I watched the moon landing. I wasn’t actually alive for the real moon landing but my grandpa had a video and an old player for it in his shed. He was ‘saving it for a rainy day’. I was one of the few kids in my class who knew what a video was and wasn’t accustomed to DVDs and (soon) Bluray. It has occurred to me, since then, that my younger family members may only remember Netflix as a source of on-demand entertainment.
By Tarryn Richardson6 years ago in Families
My Life As Struggling Single Mother
My life completely changed ever since I became a mom at 19. Before graduating high school, I pictured myself attending University of Maryland, majoring Theatre Performance, graduating with an associates degree, and opening my own dance studio teaching young children how to dance and teach acting class for disabled children and teens. When I was 14 years old, I had no idea that I was sexually active until I lost my virginity to my ex friend, who was 19 at the time and thinking about what I did I regretted every minute of it because I was young, dumb and confused whether or not I want to have sex with a guy that is older than me. But, that's not how I got pregnant!
By Gladys W. Muturi6 years ago in Families
Pregnancy During a Pandemic
The test stirp shows a positive result. I'm pregnant. That makes more sense on why I have been feeling this way now. Excited, nervous, happy, scared. Scared, why am I scared? Things in the world are changing and not in a good way. I know things are always changing some for the good and some for the bad. Finding out I'm pregnant at this time in life is not ideal.
By Melissa Ann Wright6 years ago in Families
