grandparents
Becoming a grandparent makes getting older something to look forward to - all the fun of parenting, without the hassle.
Homecoming (Part II)
I am home and have been for two months. Two months now and it still feels like we just got here. It's been so strange adjusting. I feel caught somewhere between wanting to preserve it exactly the way I remember and wanting to make our home our own. The barn is cleaner now but we are waiting until summer to start the repairs which has given me a lot of time to focus on getting the house unpacked. The problem is, it feels so disrespectful to take their stuff down and replace it with our own. I feel like a trespasser in my own home most days. My eyes scan the handwritten titles on the spines of the books in front of me for the tenth time in as many minutes.
By Brittany Nicole5 years ago in Families
As for the Chocolate, it shall be yours.
It was raining hard and the radio was being drowned out by the clamour of hard water falling from the skies. The leaves look confused, for only yesterday it was hot and muggy and now it was an outside cauldron of pelting rain and lightning.
By Thomas BW Barron5 years ago in Families
Secrets
Katie sobbed quietly, under her dark glasses. She could cry now, hidden behind the protection of her lenses but she knew she would have to stay strong for the wake. Her mother would need her. Trying to hold back the pang in her heart and the loss she felt so deep in her inner child, she took a deep breath.
By Cristina Rojas5 years ago in Families
Grandpa's Gift
Grandpa's funeral is Saturday. Not a drop of Grandpa's blood runs through this family, but you can find his heart all over the place. All of us, his grandchildren, know that he is Grandma's third husband, but that really doesn't matter a bit. He's been our Grandpa since the day we were born.
By Sandra Hudson5 years ago in Families
Deep in the woods
Deep in the woods, there it was. I had been hiking for a while and I was tired. I sat on a rock, and enjoyed a ray of sunlight drifting through the tree I sat under. I put my head back and let the rays bathe me and basked in the peace for a minute, listening to the chirping birds and squirrels as they skittered up and down trees.
By Zelda Foxx5 years ago in Families






