extended family
All about how to stay connected, strengthen ties and talk politics with your big, happy extended family.
Why You Should Try to Wake Up Before Sunrise Every Day
For night owls, particularly, getting up before the sun may seem insurmountable. However, it comes with life- and career-altering benefits! Increased productivity and impulse are just a couple of things. So, morning hours are perfect for planting your roots in these directions to achieve success.
By Bilal Hameedabout a year ago in Families
What Is Love in a Relationship?. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
What is love in a relationship? What has always been considered as a corner stone of every great relationship, the binding union between two individuals emotionally, physically, and spiritually, has no definition; only the essence of the essence can be defined by an individual. Love in the relationship is the sweet mixture of respect, trust, communication, and commitment without which love cannot sustain a moment longer than it endures the time of attraction.
By Diwesh Kumarabout a year ago in Families
Unveiling Timeless Love: A Journey Through "I'll Love You for a Thousand More"
In the realm of romantic fiction, Maryam Batool's "I'll Love You for a Thousand More" stands out as a heart-capturing tale that beautifully blends love, loss, and hope. This series transcends the boundaries of a conventional love story, offering readers a rich tapestry of emotions and experiences that resonate deeply.
By youssef mohammedabout a year ago in Families
Cherishing the Precious Bonds of Life
Cherishing the Precious Bonds of Life In the journey of life, some people cross our paths purely by fate. These individuals become an inseparable part of our existence, adding beauty, meaning, and joy to our lives through their love, support, and companionship. However, when fleeting misunderstandings, disagreements, or minor grievances lead us to sever these precious ties, it isn't just the end of a relationship; it’s the loss of a profound source of happiness and fulfilment.
By Dipak Pawarabout a year ago in Families
The Price of Innocence: A Hard Lesson
The Price of Innocence: A Hard Lesson Innocence is often considered a virtue, characterised by trust, honesty, and simplicity. Yet, in the complex world we live in, excessive innocence can lead to exploitation and harm. The belief that others will always act with the same purity of intent as ourselves can sometimes result in disappointment and loss.
By Dipak Pawarabout a year ago in Families
The Warmest Winters with You
The warmest winter nights were always spent inside of your arms. When we meet, it was on a snowy day in Minnesota. My step mom convinced my California dad to leave his home town. There I was arriving at the airport and about to sleep on some sleek ice. You caught me before I fell. Those big brown eyes reminded me of chestnuts roasting. I felt flushed and I thought you blushed as you realized you held on just a little too long. After asking if I was steady again, you slowly let me go and turned to walk away. I am pretty sure the heat between us left some of the snow melted. And I wondered if I would see you again. I brushed aside the thought and went to focus on the getting home to see my dad. I was contemplating my strategy to avoid the ice queens questions. She was cold to me and sent chills down my spine with every job question. As she couldn’t understand non-profits were to help people. In her mind, the people who needed help were unambitious. In my mind, she was a tad unrealistic and narrow minded. I asked them to breakfast at a local diner hoping to distract her from asking me questions. Maybe the server or the menu could allow us to have new conversations. As we settled down you had shown up with your family. Our booth was too big and I found my step mother asking your family to join us. Your eagerness was overwhelmingly sweet as you smiled and marched forward. Then you remembered your parents and turned to look at them for agreement. They both smiled brightly at you. You slide next to me like we had known each other since high school. And you beamed when I asked what your name was. You were Bryan with a y not an i. I said Hallie with an I not a y. We both laughed. This was our first Christmas together. You were charming and sweet with my step mother. You acknowledged her fashion sense which made her as giddy as a school girl. She laughed and said oh you must stop while eagerly awaiting you to continue. It surprised me how much you made the coldest person I have ever known into the most friendly woman. My dad spoke up and said “now son this woman is spoken for and that little lady next to you is free. You best be pointing your attention towards her.” My step mom laughed heartily. She smiled approvingly at you and then at my father for stepping in. I was stunned by how you made all of my family instantly happy. You looked over at me and smiled. “Single, huh.” I couldn’t stop from beaming at you. I pointed at my finger and said “yup, and I am hoping to find someone good.” You tilted your head “I think it’s a bit soon and I have no money for a ring yet.” I almost swallowed my water by accident and I said “yet, that’s a key word here.” The rest of the meal was full of laughter as your family shared your crazy childhood antics. The best one was when you accidently got your toboggan nearly stuck into the neighbor's barn. You steered away in time but just barely made it. And then my dad shared the one time I got caught skipping school. I defended myself. “It was an accident. I swear, I thought I was getting on the right bus home.” We all laughed over the public school system not checking the head count properly or the names. The following year you got the whole family singing my praises. The new Christmas song at our house was “hallelujah, hallelujah the haaaaaaassssss climates chaaaaaaangggged. And all throughout the land.” Every year there was a new sweet of positive memories of you, your family, my family, and one year our family. I am so grateful you are in my life. You filled my home with laughter and mirth. You were like the never ending hearth at the home. And I loved every minute with you. From the playful songs, the hilarious texts, to the days where we played footsie by the fire. You made every winter day comfy and cozy. It was like being wrapped in a blanket of love with every comment and joke between us and our loved ones. Thank you so much for making every Christmas with our families even better than the last one.
By Lisa Pulliamabout a year ago in Families
Surviving Winter ❄️
I’d survived the coldest winter ever. I don’t think anybody is ready to hear my story yet, but here goes. I Ann Rice was have hostile problems with my mom when she screamed me out of the house and said don’t come back then! Initially I’d felt free from her babying me, at the same time I’d felt like I was enraged with anger regarding me needing a break! It’s the middle of winter and I found out how quickly people desert you and isolate you, to leave you hanging. I’d felt very hurt and I don’t justify her answer. Now that I see the pain and heartache I put her through I don’t question anything else. I also felt like I needed to do independent stuff. Becoming more responsible I was on my own trying to find shelter. Initially I knew I was in for hard ride! So I took a deep breath and put my hood on and prayed that someone was kind and caring enough to let me in their home. As times were tough I don’t think anyone was willing to be so kind because of safety precautions. Nowadays you don’t let anyone in because you do know what their intentions may be. And plus I shall always remember I’m a complete stranger to them I tried the first house on the end! I rang the door bell 🔔 . Who is this? Me outta ignorance said i need help! The lady at the door said this isn’t your neighborhood go back home and slammed the door! After shutting the door hearing her voice through the door still said aloud, “I’m calling the police!” For one thing i was in need. For another I was not trying to add to anymore of my problems problems. It was a very snowy day that had progressed from a dark snowy night. Day two out on my own having been intimidated by go to jail I ran for miles to I believe was the next town. And on the way there I’d hid out because I’d dodged the police who the lady who had sent them to me. They were looking didn’t know it was me and drove right past me. I was making a break onto the train to the next and nearest town to find shelter for rest 🚿 and some food 🍱 to eat, and caring things too! I ended up at the police station and Thank God they provided me with a home in a facility/ shelter that young adults just like myself lived in. It was supported by those presently living in the Community! So I was given a Choice if I want to stay or find some other place like an orphan on my own? So I chose to stay. I d felt like it was the best option for me to prove to my mother in all actuality what I look like being responsible for me and just being responsible in general. All because it was well known for a far long time that laziness is my name and I’m not being effective enough. So staying in this care facility will help me learn to take care of myself personally and spiritually. I truly believe if you gave a downed about yourself you will be looked upon as being down through other peoples eyes. I met a lady named Margaret at the front desk at the youth facility: and she asked me how long I plan on staying there at the facility. I said 5 good years so I get it. She said about a year maybe but 5 years that’s wayyyyy to long. I knew what I was in for! And I couldn’t help but hunger for learning how to care for myself, because I look around and see as people age what is possible to do is a burden to all of us. So I cleaned up my lunch 🥙 off the table and went to my room to rake my shower,when I hear my name get called across the room it was the head specialist for the facility!!!!! She wanted to pull me aside and personally let me know that she understands my hardships with my everyday living, and she knows I’m trying really hard here and that I want to make it in life. She said I could stay responsibly for a year and then move back in with my parents if I want yo do that. Nearly a year had passed and me Ann Rice had tackled any problems personal problems and hardships that she’d right away recognized it was all in her mind and head and that seeking help is okay and being help isn’t odd. Ultimately Ann Rice made a vow to herself to always be consistent with caring for herself because she’d just survived what was the coldest time in her life! It was surviving the coldest winter ever alone.
By Rachael Frazierabout a year ago in Families
Your Autistic Loved One Doesn’t Know What You’re Reacting To, and It’s Causing Trauma
When people who have little experience with mental illness hear the term ‘complex PTSD’, their minds automatically conjure images of sustained physical abuse or one major traumatic life event that permanently altered one’s nervous system and brain chemistry.
By The Articulate Autisticabout a year ago in Families
Why Is My Daughter So Judgemental
Raising an adolescent can be an emotional journey filled with moments of joy, challenges, and confusion. One of the most confounding issues for many parents is dealing with a daughter who appears to be unduly judgmental. This conduct can include harsh criticism, dismissive attitudes, or a lack of empathy for others. Understanding why this occurs and how to resolve it is critical for maintaining a positive parent-teen connection.
By Teenage Parentingabout a year ago in Families
The True Nature of Relationships
The True Nature of Relationships Life is like a flowing river, ever-changing and constantly moving forward. As it flows, it takes numerous twists and turns, at times flowing with a rush of water, and at other times, it appears calm and still, like a tranquil lake. During this journey, we meet countless people. Some feel close, others simply accompany us for a while before drifting away. However, the true people in our lives are those who stand by us selflessly during times of adversity.
By Dipak Pawarabout a year ago in Families
