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.
Judy's Thread
My head leaned against the entrance door to hear the sound of a high-pitched doorbell ring, then I quickly stepped back, anticipatingly waiting patiently for him to greet me with his subtle wit and nutty charm. My eyes danced around the exterior of the home he’d once built on a street named after him surrounded by a development of other homes he’d also built over the years in this Midwestern town. As the door opened, smiling eyes and wrinkles of wisdom greeted me with a waving invitation to come on in.
By Jordyn Moullette4 years ago in Families
Fin it to Win it
James, Nicki, and I had been asking dad all week to get in the water with us, but we quit after he acted like he couldn’t speak English in response. All we’d ever heard him say was “God made the ocean for fish and the beach for people”, but really had no other explanation for what seemed to us like an unreasonable fear of any body of water.
By Tim Holman 4 years ago in Families
One Last Shark Dive
“No way!” Peyton exclaimed as she pushed herself towards the large bin of used books. She had been aimlessly weaving in-between the large folding tables, that were littered with paperback books, for about half an hour. She was in no rush, knowing full well, that her father was probably still asleep back at the hospice center. She began her search, hoping to find some old magazines or a picture book for children, but had stumbled upon a priceless treasure. She had almost given up, but the dull blue-green matte cover with just a small bit of a shark’s tail fin, had caught her eye. She turned back and rushed over to it. Most of the book had been obscured by another larger glossy travel book for the country of England. She pushed the larger book aside and snatched up the smaller book peeking out from behind. Sure enough, the dingy white letters over the worn cover spelled out the title, Shark Reef Adventure. The underwater scene on the cover was something out of the 1950s. It featured a young male wearing a diving mask and swim trunks. His face was turned away, as if he had suddenly noticed the dangerous gray shark behind him. The image was all she needed to send her spiraling back in time, to when she was four years old.
By Patricia Corn4 years ago in Families
The Vanity Room
I always had a feeling there was something missing in my life since my mother had passed. I was only five when she died, but I remember her vividly. She had the most beautiful long caramel brown hair that went past her butt, and these eyes as blue as the deepest parts of the ocean. She was young when she passed just twenty-four years old. I can remember she always told us nighttime stories before bed my favorite one being about a princess who was locked in a tower. She reminded me of the princess thinking back on it now. She was always so kind and caring, always putting everyone else before her. When she passed it was unexpected and no warning was given, she passed from a massive heart attack. She had just gotten me on the bus for pre-school that day and was getting ready for work that day. She never made it to work, and I didn’t finish my day at school.
By Mattie Tucker5 years ago in Families
See You Later
The full moon lit the sky. It was dark and still out. So late that the term morning was relevant. The waters were speechless except for a light wave here and there. The slight breeze close to the waters was needlingly refreshing for its only occupant, a woman with a lot on her mind. The wind was a reminder that life wasn't necessarily over, although she would openly admit to thinking otherwise.
By Jerry Benton5 years ago in Families
My special place
Everybody has a special place, the place where they feel comfortable and safe, and where they always want to return. My special place was my aunt Victoria`s house. During my visits, I could feel the warmth spreading in my soul. I have such fond memories of my aunt, her stories and our last meeting.
By Ana Frowley5 years ago in Families
Under The Pear Tree
The days flew by as Caroline watched Jeremy weaken from cancer that ravaged his body. Their time together was limited now. It tore at her heart like no other loss ever had or would. She spent the morning sitting on the front porch, drinking coffee and staring at the pear tree in the middle of the front yard. Remembering their past; how that tree had barely been producing fruit when they met under it all those years ago.
By Elizabeth Owen5 years ago in Families
