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The Separation of Sisters
Having just found out I’m due to have another girl this December, I’ve been thinking a lot about sisters. Elated to have two daughters, my husband and I are already imagining the sweet sisterly giggles of our future, the inevitable stubborn disagreements, and the unquestionable bond the girls will share for a lifetime. My daughter in turn, couldn’t be happier. She’s already taken on the role of big sister quite seriously—talking and singing to my stomach and “mothering” any other baby she sees—and her sweet, nurturing heart brings me pure joy.
By Stephanie Pickard7 years ago in Families
Believing in LGBTQ+
Not everyone has the same opinion, preference, or outlook. Everyone is different in their own way and that is what makes us diverse. The one area of criticism that seems to have the most criticism is one's sexuality. Being a lesbian teenager, I regularly face multiple levels of criticism and poor attitudes from individuals who aren’t accepting of it. I know that I am different from many other people in a multitude of ways; vision for change, being an openly gay teenager, and familial support.
By Annelise Rosas7 years ago in Families
Not Sisters, but Friends
Disclaimer: I wrote this for my Honors Sophomore English class so about three years ago. I feel that a lot of my feelings about it have changed for the better. Nonetheless, I chose to share it because it reflects a piece of my history and that of my family. Having Sadie leave the home was very hard and I struggled with it, and even struggle with it to this day. I feel guilty. Perhaps, if I had tried harder, she could have stayed. But she went, and I think it was for the best. Sadie truly grew and my relationship with her changed into one with more positivity. I used to say I loved her with much force, but now I can not help burst at the seams with love for my sister. Though I display it in my own way.
By Piper Stevens7 years ago in Families
What You Don't Expect When You Become a Mom
When I got pregnant the first time two years ago, I had no idea what to expect from motherhood. Most people have everything planned to the "T" and have a "perfect" pregnancy. Me? I took it one day at a time. I downloaded an app to track the baby's growth and checked out a women's center with the idea of using a midwife and no drugs and being able to labor a little more "freely" than in a hospital. As my belly grew, so did my anticipation. Around the beginning of the third trimester, women usually go in to take a glucose test to check for gestational diabetes. I never got to take mine.
By Kayla Willis Dupont7 years ago in Families
Blessings from the Womb
About two years ago, I had people I liked to consider as friends. I hung out with these people, stayed the night with them, went to parties with them, etc. I was young, fell in love, and messed my whole life up over a relationship that was just as disgusting as it could be; the more I think about it as an adult, the more vulgar it becomes. Well, this was a person I'd known for years already. Also, I was introduced to so much; I was introduced to drinking, drugs, a whole list of things no 17 year old should.
By Keviesha Jenkins7 years ago in Families
She Died of a Broken Heart
Hello reader! I’m going to tell you a story about me losing my grandma and hopefully you can relate. I’m hoping this will help someone on their journey to healing their heart. Losing someone who’s so close to you is very hard, and when you’re continually sad about it, you don’t want to talk about it with anyone because you just feel annoying. When I tell people I’m sad, I never say why because I’ll just sound like a broken record player.
By Rachael Cox7 years ago in Families
Technology's Impact on Younger Generations
With each passing generation, the generation before will often judge the generations after them for their differences. While, for many years, there weren’t many differences between generations, with increased technological advancement, generations are becoming much different than those before them.
By Rebecca Weiner7 years ago in Families
His Domain
I remember waking up every morning to the strong lingering smell of my dad’s morning coffee set on the kitchen table right next to his truck keys just waiting to be picked up. As soon as he stepped out the door with his keys and coffee in hand, the cold breeze would fill the house, giving me chills. He would quickly start gathering his tools and lifting the heavy machines onto his truck and securing them for the long trip to who knows which city he would be driving to. As soon as I heard the engine of his truck go on I would speed out of the house and jump into the cold passenger seat freezing but happy that I would share a few minutes of unpredictable funniness with him before having to go to school. His funniness is one-of-a-kind. He could make a joke out of everything and it's never at the wrong times, not with him. My dad has always been able to find happiness in everything in life but by far work has been the place I’ve seen him the happiest in.
By Tracy Cortez7 years ago in Families
