fact or fiction
Is it fact or merely fiction? Fact or Fiction explores the myths and beliefs we hold about our family dynamics, traditions, and if there's such thing as a 'perfect family.'
A Father's Reflection:
With Father's Day recently celebrated, I had the precious opportunity to spend some cherished moments with my two boys. As I reflect upon my childhood, which lacked the presence of a father figure, I realize the profound impact it had on my life. Married for 17 years, it is only now that I truly comprehend the importance of introspection.
By Sebastian Van Wyk3 years ago in Families
The Birth Of A Second Child (10 Challenges Faced By Families)
The Birth of the Second Child 10 Challenges Faced by Families Welcoming a second child into the family is a significant and transformative event. While it brings joy and excitement, it also presents unique challenges that can put a strain on the family dynamic. In this article, we will explore ten reasons why the birth of the second child can be a difficult time for families. Understanding these challenges can help parents better navigate this transitional period and find ways to support each other and their growing family.
By Bridget Dyke3 years ago in Families
A Father's Echo
In the quiet corners of my heart, where cherished memories reside, I carry the echoes of my father's love. Though he left this world long ago, his presence continues to resonate, transcending time and reminding me of the profound impact he had on my life. My father was a man of few words, but his actions spoke volumes. His love was gentle and steadfast, like a guiding light in the darkness. From the moment I came into this world, he enveloped me in a warmth that transcended physical touch. His tender gaze, filled with pride and adoration, was a testament to the depths of his love for me. As a child, I would sit on his lap, my small hand clasped in his, and together we would explore the world. He would point out the beauty in the simplest of things—the vibrant colors of flowers, the mesmerizing flight of butterflies, and the gentle rustling of leaves in the wind. In those moments, I felt his love infuse my being, shaping my perspective and nurturing a sense of wonder. As the years passed, our bond deepened. My father became my confidant, my guide, and my pillar of strength. His unwavering belief in me fueled my dreams, providing the courage to pursue my passions. Even when the world doubted me, he remained my steadfast supporter, offering words of encouragement and reminding me of my inherent worth. But time is an unforgiving force, and it carried my father away from me too soon. The ache of his absence left a void that seemed impossible to fill. Yet, within that void, I discovered something extraordinary—the power of a father's echo. In moments of uncertainty and doubt, I would close my eyes and listen. I would listen to the echoes of his voice, whispering words of wisdom and love. His gentle guidance, etched into the recesses of my mind, offered solace and reassurance. It was as if his presence lingered, an ethereal force of love and guidance. The echoes of my father's love echoed through my achievements, reminding me that his belief in me had become an intrinsic part of my own self-belief. When I doubted my abilities, his voice would gently resurface, urging me to keep going, to strive for greatness. His love, like an eternal flame, fueled my determination and pushed me to reach for the stars. In moments of joy and celebration, I would feel his presence most keenly. As I accomplished milestones and celebrated victories, I could almost hear his laughter and see his proud smile. It was in those moments that I realized his love was a timeless gift, transcending the boundaries of life and death. Father's Day became a sacred day of remembrance—a day when I would seek his presence, honor his memory, and thank him for the legacy he left behind. I would visit the places we once shared, recounting stories of our adventures, and feeling his spirit intertwine with mine. In those moments, I understood that love knows no bounds, extending beyond the physical realm and forever shaping our lives. The echoes of my father's love have become a guiding force in my own journey as a parent. I strive to emulate his kindness, patience, and unwavering support. I pass down the lessons he taught me, infusing the lives of my own children with the same sense of wonder, love, and belief in their inherent worth. As I carry the echoes of my father's love within me, I realize that his absence does not diminish his impact. His presence remains palpable, a constant reminder of the depth of a father's love. In those echoes, I find comfort, strength, and a profound connection to the man who will forever be my father.
By Oyedokun Ridwan Olaitan3 years ago in Families
Father’s Day
As Father’s Day approached, Emily felt a sense of emptiness. Her father had passed away a few years ago, and every year, this day reminded her of his absence. She missed him terribly, and the thought of not being able to celebrate Father’s Day with him anymore was unbearable.
By train of thoughts 3 years ago in Families
Two(2) Short life Story
1 I got home early and saw my Best Friend with my husband. I was afraid of a thunderstorm and asked for a hug. I couldn't say no to a pregnant woman. I believe Nicole I'd known her since childhood. I let her stay when termites ruined her house; the next day Nicole made my husband breakfast.
By Muritala Awau3 years ago in Families
The Gift of Time
Once upon a time, in a small town nestled among rolling hills, there lived a man named Samuel. He was a kind and gentle soul, always ready to lend a helping hand to anyone in need. Samuel was known for his wisdom and his ability to listen, and people would often seek his advice.
By Obododinma Chukwuemeka3 years ago in Families
The Unbreakable Bond
Once upon a time, in a quaint little town, lived a father named David and his beloved daughter, Lily. They shared an unbreakable bond forged through love, laughter, and countless cherished memories. As Father's Day approached, Lily was determined to make it a day her father would never forget.
By Francis Asigbey3 years ago in Families
