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.
Caregiving for a Spouse With Alzheimer's Disease
This was written on March 18, 2013, 5 months before I was so emotionally, physically, and mentally drained of any vestige of the capability to care for myself or my loving husband another minute, that I made the heartbreaking decision to place him in a nursing home:
By Joan Gershman4 years ago in Families
"Oh Cancer, You Evil Bastard"
A couple of years ago, one of my husband’s Christmas gifts to me was the popular “23andMe” ancestry thingamabob. He bought it for me because I’d expressed interest in the equally popular competitor, “Ancestry,” the tool that allegedly helps you trace your family tree back to the Paleolithic Age. It’s the kit that’s frequently advertised on TV and touted as ideal for holiday gift-giving.
By Sherry McGuinn4 years ago in Families
Pre-Paid Funeral Plans : The Pros and Cons
Organising a funeral is one of the most difficult and emotional things you can face. A funeral for a loved one is obviously a painful time but it can also prove to be an expensive one. This is why a pre-paid funeral plan has become an increasingly popular solution. Freezing the price while allowing the loved one to plan their day how they want it provides an intriguing alternative but is it all too good to be true? This article will endeavour to weigh up the pros and cons of pre-paid funeral plans to provide further perspective and help you with what will be a hard choice.
By Life and Chat4 years ago in Families
Callie, When We Meet Again?
For our anniversary, my husband contacted his mother and told her that he wanted his cat, Callie, to be brought to me as my anniversary present. This was for our second wedding anniversary, and he could not physically be there himself therefore entrusted his mom to take care of it. (Big mistake, but whatever!)
By Amanda J Mollett4 years ago in Families
Why I Lost My Love of Christmas
Thanksgiving is over and it's time to gear up for Christmas. It's time for the kids (and many adults) to get excited for the "Most Wonderful Time of the Year" and chances are you will be putting your tree up soon unless you are one of those crazy people that put it up the day after Halloween. You're crazy I tell you, crazy!
By Randell Gresham4 years ago in Families
30 - Hold
30 - Hold Everything about her was miniature. Her tiny fingers and nails, her mouth, and eyes. She stared back at me like a lost lamb looking for comfort. Her head feeling warm and fuzzy. She was a pink ball of skin wrapped around me, looking for some comfort in her crying need. Her eyes started welling up, water droplets dropped, bouncing on my shirt.
By Elizabeth Butler4 years ago in Families
Dreamworld
I had never been anyplace like this one. As I walked along, I could see seating, but it looked fluid like water; in fact, the whole place seemed to look like water - the floor, the walls, the seating. The only thing missing was people even though I knew that I was walking with my recently deceased brother, Patrick. I could not see him though, but I knew he was walking right at my side. He came to get me to show me where he was as I had been inconsolable since he had died. We had his funeral this very afternoon, and I worried about him. I knew his life had never been a bed of roses, and our mother refused to acknowledge our past.
By Yvette McDermott4 years ago in Families
Things I didn't know about my mom till she died
Things I didn’t know about my mom till she died My name is Jordan Taylor Johnson and I am going to tell you a story. I was born Sept 1 1998 to Katherine Johnson and John Johnson who were both Navy corpsman. I was conceived in Bethesda MD, born in Charleston SC, moved to Okinawa Japan when I was one and a half and when I was four we moved to Roanoke VA where I would spend the next fifteen years growing up in a small town. Mom was from Roanoke VA and dad was from Rochester NY. I have a brother that was born in Okinawa Japan when I was three; he was one and a half when we moved to Roanoke. Dad and mom divorced when I was nine and Darius was five. We went with dad one week and mom one week it was hard time for us but we tried to hide it because we knew mom was fragile and we always worried about her. I just didn’t know how fragile till the day she died.
By Katherine Johnson4 years ago in Families
