grief
Losing a family member is one of the most traumatic life events; Families must support one another to endure the five stages of grief and get through it together.
Ashes in the Snow
We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin. The snow was just beginning to fall again, swirling around my rented Honda, building on the windshield before getting swiped away. I looked over at dad, well, his urn, buckled almost humorously into the passenger's seat. Leaving him in the trunk or even the back seat seemed disrespectful. Dad always had to ride up front, directing whoever was driving, and making suggestions despite what the GPS said.
By Kelley Zherzhi3 years ago in Families
The Mother I Wish I Had
I don't think that we truly know ourselves until we heal the hurt parts inside of us, or at least attempt to. It takes a lot of strength to look back on things that have happened in your life that substantially changed you as a person. Some of these things are big, tramatic events...then there are things that you didn't even realize were "wrong" or caused "trauma" until you really have to look at why you are the way that you are.
By Oakley Hamilton3 years ago in Families
Trew
*BANG* *BANG* “I’LL GET THE DOOR, MOMMY!” I run to the door and I slide my fuzzy socks against the sleek, white wood floor. Right before I turn the doorknob I feel my shirt being yanked, “Hey.” I grunt, “You know better than to open the door when I’m not around.” My mom scolds me. I roll my eyes.
By Isis Lyons 3 years ago in Families
A Few Weeks After
A few years ago, I started to open up about my emotional battle. During these unfortunate circumstances, I am learning even more about myself than I had previously discovered. The biggest discovery this time, is self-acceptance. This is me. Raw. Uncut. My Life. …and that is Fan-Fricking-Tastic.
By Christine Hoskin3 years ago in Families
The NYE When My Dog Ran Away
In 2007 on New Year's Eve, my dog ran away. I was coming home from an internship at Disney World. I was on a cross-country road trip with a friend to make my way back to Northwest Arkansas. My friend was another college intern. She lived in Kansas City. My parents planned to meet her family/caravan in Missouri, and they would take me the rest of the way to Mountain Home.
By Andrea Lawrence3 years ago in Families






