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.'
Family Jewels
Growing up, Celeste’s dad passed along a few simple sayings his father had shared with him. Truth is beauty. Save your pennies. Practice makes perfect. Smart is good. Life is pain. Like precious jewels, each adage would be tested under pressure and shine through the next inevitable trial, lighting her path.
By Gale Martin5 years ago in Families
Caught Dreams
The small and cozy space now seemed vast and full of echoes. After mom's disappearance we took most of her belongings and placed them in storage. It had been three years, but I still couldn't bring myself to sell the house. The "what if's" haunted me at night.
By Deana Warner5 years ago in Families
The Little Black Book
Dear Diary, Beware of distractions they come so fast and between when you're so close to your goals being achieved. You can be engaged in learning the most rewarding self improvement techniques ever when Alvin comes along with his mocha smooth skin, puppy brown eyes, dreadlocks dripped hugging his tightly designed four pack and a killer smile, and takes away your attention of your growth and focus on becoming your greatest you. I’ve told myself this time I was not going to fall for another personal trainer; this time I will not gaze deeply into his eyes and see him and vision us at the altar. Besides, I don’t even know if he likes my hair in an updo or Shirley Temple’s curls with a flower gently placed behind my left ear. It must be a trend now how everyone is going out on a limb somehow to make it to the gym now. I might be on defense now that I see how Alvin’s grin shows me that he wants me in the locker room right now. Talk to you soon,
By Jennifer Solomon5 years ago in Families
Co-Cola Playground
The great cut in the hill was orange with vertical tooth-marks from the excavator that had torn away the clayish soil. The tree line that marked the top started with the trunks eking out their places in the soil maybe fifty feet from the floor. The edge of this hill was at the top of the place where the machine had cut away soil for three days. It made room for the new ball fields, and left those great gnawing toothmarks from the front of its bucket in the bright orange clay as if it were some beast that ate dirt.
By Elizabeth Power5 years ago in Families
Dancing Cheek to Cheek
The beep of the cardiac monitor was a sign that Yvonne need knowing her husband of 65 years was still alive, it gave her hope that he was still fighting with her. They had been together for 75 years, their entire adult life, life with Malcolm was all she knew, she didn’t know how to exist without him. Now after all that time, he lay lifeless in the ICU of John Hunter hospital, after having a massive heart attack this morning.
By Cassie Ford5 years ago in Families
The Unspoken Gift
“Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday dear Layla, Happy birthday too you. And many more!!!!” Everyone Layla knew gathered around the table singing “Happy Birthday” to you. She had the biggest smile on her face as she watched all her friends and family.
By Kirsten Whittaker5 years ago in Families
Little Black Book
Little Black Book.docx (17 KB) Sade and Joe Grant were your average middle-income family were enjoying their new life. It was slow and easygoing quite unlike their previous home in New York City. Their four acres were lined with pine and oak trees, and nestled in the middle of their rural community. The oak trees hovered over the main highway as if they were forming a safe haven for travel through the area; it was the perfect stop for travelers passing through to take pictures and take samples of the beautiful gray moss hanging from the trees. It didn’t matter that there was a cemetery across the road. Occasionally, the travelers would actually walk over and admire some of the headstones.
By Roberta Watson5 years ago in Families
