humanity
Humanity begins at home.
The "bag" is not that Deep!
The all might dollar! I've lost connections with people over misunderstanding of it, and even had people pretend to be my friend just to see how they can get from me. I write this for my daughter and two sons just incase of my untimely death. No, I feel find and I don't anticipate anything happening soon. However, that is the common problem with most people, they live as if they are invincible. Nonetheless, I hope that something I say in this will put some thought into my kids (and whoever else) if they cannot hear these words come out of my mouth. Unfortunately, I cannot count on the other side to teach morals and good faith. That is somewhat my mistake and another story.
By Jay LeTron Dobbins3 years ago in Families
Eight Heads Are Better Than One. Runner-Up in The Aquarium Challenge.
Mia Part 1: LIFE WATERS Our entire family was excited to watch the 100-gallon tank get set up, but no one as much as me after my solitary goldfish, Gilda, who lived alone in a simple water bowl, had also died alone.
By Gerard DiLeo3 years ago in Families
Being a mom
Being a mom is both the best thing about me and the hardest thing I’ve ever done. My daughter is 7 weeks old, and I love her more than anything in the world. But the newborn phase is not all sunshine and rainbows. Nobody talks about the tough parts, or the parts that almost break you. No one mentions the many times a day you question your ability to be a mom. Nobody brings up your lonely and isolating it can be once things calm down and people stop checking in and visiting. I wasn’t warned about any of that.
By Hannah York 3 years ago in Families
Belinda finds a friend
Belinda had wandered too far. The campsite was somewhere behind her and the sunset loomed ahead. She was tired. The toad she was chasing had long disappeared, the noise of her family had faded away. The only human voice she could hear was the echo of her mom reminding her big brother Todd.. "Don't go too far!" Belinda was now learning what mom meant by those words. Her three years old heart was racing. Her toddler mind was frantic. Running, lost, dark, cold, Mommy, where... what?
By Janet McCray3 years ago in Families
After-Brunch Tears
We had brunch together this morning. Kristie, Dayo, and baby Kayo. Noelle, Carter, little Sadie and baby Brynn. And me. Kristie, Noelle and I clustered around one end of the table, still reveling in all being together again after 12 years of living in different places. We've all changed so much in that time, but we've stayed in touch. The most visible and tangible changes are evident in the husbands and children who have been added to our group.
By Janna Ehrenholz3 years ago in Families
Finally Coming Home
Monday, I hated that day. Especially, a snowy, freezing, miserable December day in Michigan. As I made my way to our break room, I heard the usual. “Morning LT, Morning Lieutenant Flynn, nice day, isn’t it LT?” My people loved to aggravate me. All of them knew until I had my first cup of coffee, I hated to talk. I went into our breakroom, grabbed a coffee mug, and poured a cup of the Elixir of the Gods. Just as I took my first sip, Detective Ellen Johnson interrupted me.
By Richard Frohm3 years ago in Families
The Mess Tin
Willem peeked around the edge of the burnt-out building. Since the German’s attack on Holland, there was a lot of damage everywhere. Piles of brick, splintered wood and twisted metal lay in the streets. Many structures were so battered they were unstable. The dust in the air made Willem sneeze. He rubbed his nose and wiped his hand on his sooty britches.
By Catherine Gail3 years ago in Families
How to Save Money With Biodegradable Diapers?
You definitely have a lot on your mind right now if you're a parent of a baby still in diapers. One of them is definitely changing diapers, and another is probably how much money you spend on them overall and how many diapers you wind up throwing away as a result. And also, sleep. Remember sleep?
By Jessica Hansen3 years ago in Families
