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.
Mama Africa
From the scourging heat of Africa to the struggles to survive, Mama Africa made the impossible POSSIBLE! Dear Mama Africa...you held me when I cried, carried me when I was weak, showed me right from wrong. When I gave up, you encouraged me with no hesitation. You cared for me, laughed with me danced with me and prayed with me.
By Josephine M'Msafiri5 years ago in Families
The Inevitable Countdown
In every human's life, there is a beginning and an end. This is well-known, inevitable, and expected, but it doesn't make it any easier to prepare for it. This is a sensitive topic, not one that is easy to approach, but it is a topic nonetheless that should be openly discussed. I have opened the conversation, for the simple fact that there are plenty of people in the world that don't have anyone to talk to when they have experienced a loss and go about life wallowing in their grief. I have experienced losing a couple of close family members, when it happened, seemed completely unbearable, it still is equally difficult to this day. I tried to handle the loss without the need to talk about it with anyone, in fear that I didn't want to "burden" anyone, but as time passed, I slowly noticed how mentally unhealthy of a habit I had created. I have a couple of things I can continue writing concerning the subject, and due to my recent experiences.
By Carla SofiiLove Garcia 5 years ago in Families
Surviving Joshua
I once spent four days with peanut butter in my hair and cabbage in my bra, while wearing a pair of overalls made for a husky little boy. It was a bad week. But when I think of that week now, a tiny little smile always shows up at the corner of my mouth, just the tiniest of smiles, because honestly, despite the grief that smothered me like a heavy, murderous blanket, the whole event also had an I Love Lucy quality to it. I was a sad Lucille Ball, shuffling around my weird little apartment in clothes meant for a child farmer, with my hair sticking up and the leaves of a cruciferous vegetable stuck to my boobs.
By Paige D. Johnson5 years ago in Families
What do you do when your dad dies?
This morning I woke up to a message from my brother asking me to call him and not to contact mum first. I knew something was wrong but I figured maybe they had one of their fights as sometimes they do or maybe something happened to grandma. What I could never expect was my brother saying that my dad wasn’t with us anymore.
By Martyna Dearing5 years ago in Families
A love that was once given now taken
It was the year 2004 when I had started a job at a government program way off southern north location across the river. It was a tense, but organized orientation that was pretty exciting for a government program. The people were dressed up and the weather was good and warm, pleasantly in the mid 78 degree season of the year.
By Carrie Johnson5 years ago in Families
