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.
Younger Years
I never thought in a million years that pulling a straightener down thru an 8-year-old Childs hair would give me the emotional reaction that I had that day. As I continued to straighten her hair, I found myself on the verge of crying and laughing simultaneously. If you are wondering the child is my daughter, Natalie. Shes blind to the emotional roller coaster ride I'm currently on right behind her, well as a mother I really hope she is. Poor thing has been thru too much already in the 8 years she's been on earth and it's so hard for me to say but it is my fault for all of it.
By Krystal Tackitt3 years ago in Families
For Daddy
He was an Irish twin, born only 11 months after his brother, Fred, but where Uncle Fred stayed out of trouble, Dad was wild. Born in Butte, Dad was a Montana cowboy, a Marine who fought in Vietnam, suffered from PTSD, and had a hair-trigger temper. He had a thunderous, resonant voice, and large strong hands with thick calluses and enormous fingers. My mother said that when they went to pick out their wedding rings, the jeweler had to expand a size 12 to fit him because it was the largest size they had, and he was a 13. Mom’s delicate sparrow fingers wore a tiny size three.
By Brijit Reed3 years ago in Families
Forget it, I still decided to give up on you
I saw a quote: "You know, from when I decided to give up? It was from the time I knew that I was just backing up. " In some relationships, the reason for not going to the end is not because not enough love, but, because since the beginning, one party has not loved.
By Luo re Luo3 years ago in Families
The Last Photograph
In a society where social media reigns supreme, photos have become so common that they border on being mundane. Our camera rolls are filled with slight variations of the same shot in pursuit of the perfect pose and lighting to foster the desired amounts of likes and engagements. Gone are the days of winding film, taking a snap, and waiting a few weeks only to find out more than half of the images are complete crap. I sometimes wonder if the instant gratification of everyone having a camera always at their fingertips has led people to take these frozen moments completely for granted. This has never struck me quite so hard as a photo of my sisters and I at my nephew's graduation. You don't think of the evolutionary power an image can hold when a photo is snapped. Typically it isn't until you look back on the memories that it hits you... especially when the biggest unknown part of that moment is that it will become the last photograph.
By Sissi Smith3 years ago in Families
7:00 am
He sat in the kitchen beside the window. The sun came streaming radiantly onto the table's surface in front of him while he sipped his morning coffee out of his "fly-tying" mug. His right, shaky hand was holding a cigarette between two long tar-stained fingers. He sat on the old, white-painted wooden chair, staring out the window into the half-grown vegetable garden.
By Janine Michelle3 years ago in Families
"Not Yet, Panda, Not Yet"
As my ex-wife and her sister sat sobbing at the Vet’s that Thanksgiving weekend in 2017, I did my best to remain resolute. It didn’t help that the Vet was also crying, after delivering the news that due to an accident the day before, she was recommending that Panda be put down.
By David White3 years ago in Families
Sam plays football
I cannot remember the day we brought Sam home from Harrods. I was very young. And he was younger than me - even in dog years. He was a pitch-black toy poodle. And home was a brick house that backed onto London's Holland Park in what was then the Royal Borough of Kensington.
By Pitt Griffin3 years ago in Families
