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.
A Letter To A Lost Loved One.. Top Story - August 2021.
"You will lose someone you can't live without, and your heart will be badly broken, and the bad news is that you never completely get over the loss of your beloved. But this is also the good news. They live forever your broken heart that doesn't seal back up. And you come through. It's like having a broken leg that never heals perfectly-- that still hurts when the weather gets cold, but you learn to dance with the limp" Anne Lamott
By Amanda Russo4 years ago in Families
The Morrison's
My name is Richard Morrison and I was born on Sunday, August 5, 1934 to my proud parents Arnold and Martha Morrison in Paterson, New Jersey. Being my parents’ only child afforded me many opportunities to learn different things in life. Since I enjoyed working with my hands, I took to making many different things out of wood and working on cars. I would tinker with just about anything I could find. In fact, that is how I met the love of my life.
By Royce Holland4 years ago in Families
Postcard From Quarantine
I have been talking to Lenny since I was 14. Technically, she started it, her silent voice at 4 a.m. Sometimes I will ask her for things. She always answers me and sometimes she grants what I ask for. Lately, we have been talking about isolation. She says, “You know, Jesus laid in the tomb, alone, for three days.” But she already knows that I know that. I’m tired of the isolation but she says, “Hang in there; we have a plan.”
By Conrad Ilesia4 years ago in Families
greenwinter
Fog blanketed the ground. I woke with excitement and bypassed the heavenly wafts of bacon and Ma Mae’s delectable waffles, made with her homemade blueberry syrup and pecans fresh from their farm. My galoshes loudly clomped as I joggled my way out my grandparents’ true front door: the gateway to their backyard. Past the tenderly cared for rose bushes and pecan trees I flew without a care in the world, for I knew the magic I was about to behold. I tore through the puddles and towards the picket fence and aimed left towards the barns.
By lindsay dix4 years ago in Families
the green wave
Driving from Clemson to the hospital where my grandmother was laying, seemed to take an eternity. Being one that favored physical maps and dealing with my own health challenges, did nothing to sway my travels to my favor. I made it in time to see her in a cognizant state. Everyone was filtering in and out of her room when I arrived.
By lindsay dix4 years ago in Families
Empty Night
My heart frantically fluttered, the pounding felt like my heart would jump out of my chest. My fingers meticulously typed each letter, my smile growing bigger with each response. I anxiously bit into my burger, the flavours flooding my mouth. I chewed hastily, hoping that the response would somehow occur faster if I did. My large bites simply only led to a tongue bleed. My heart was filled with disappointment as I stared at the silent phone, my message being ignored for the third time that night.
By Lauryn Bautista4 years ago in Families
New Normal
Green light. Traffic’s light for a Friday morning. Cars are moving at a steady pace, heading to destinations only known by their driver. Driver’s putting on makeup or having private concerts. Other’s thinking about what the day will hold, having phone conversations. As I’m driving, I’m praying that my worst nightmare isn’t becoming reality.
By Jameeka Douglas4 years ago in Families
The symbolic fruit
It's been a warm day and it's cooling down now, but I can still feel the warmth from the concrete path rising to meet me as I walk down the yard. I've got my cuppa in one hand and my snacks in the other and I'm making my way down to the back of the yard. The trees are rustling in the breeze and the warmth that remains is reminding me that tomorrow is going to be another hot day.
By Bronwyn Buysen4 years ago in Families









