humanity
Humanity begins at home.
A Grand Mentor
Far away in the forest, where the sun was warm and the air was fresh, grew a pretty little fir tree. Everything was perfect there, and yet the tree was not happy. ... So unhappy was the tree that it did not enjoy the warm sunshine, the birds, or the fluffy clouds that floated over it morning and evening. Hans Christian Andersen
By Jennifer Christiansen4 years ago in Families
To my Family: You are my Heroes
Everyone has their matrix, a system that we operate in and makes us content. Mine is my family, our dynamics are joyful and interactions memorable. My first memories are of love and enrichment I am who I am today because of them. We discussed politics science and the humanities, we played board games that gave us examples of how the world is and loved each other through it. We grew up in Canada, went to school and work, programming values for my life along the way. My family are my heroes that honor today with this story. My family is a strength for me to emulate and to be as such myself. I always have good conversations with them and get great advice that through all my follies I have now learned to listen to. My follies needed their attentions and they were there for me. I have had mental wellness issues my whole life and when my Mother passed away, it got serious. I required doctor’s care and had to learn what was real and what was not. My family was there for me. My family forgave me and seen my potential rather than an illness and gave me a chance to shine. They supported me emotionally by talking about their experiences and opinions; they supported me financially by providing shelter when I was out of work and even into when I got established myself again; and they forgave me my follies that were many in number great in delinquency, they seen my mental wellness improve and blessed me with the confidence that is my driving force to work and succeed. My parents worked jobs to bring us stability and struggled with their own issues along the way, no matter how much money was coming into the house, work ethic stayed important and it instilled a sense of duty that I carry today. Even in my worst of times I aspired to be financially successful, a comfort that in the fog of mental wellness issues you remain yourself and not the imagination of illness. I like to call on a regular basis to my family and they accommodate by having the lovely conversations that they do, they also supported me when I got my fur baby and say I love you’s to my kitty Tinkerbell that gives her a well-rounded nurture time with them, my family is always there for us. My parents and brother and his partner and their children and grandchildren, and my Kitty are the reasons that I strive to be an expert in success. My family’s professional accomplishments are mechanic, corrections officer, business experts and homemaker, they represent the heart of our society and I wanted to showcase them with my story, they are humble and care about the world around them such as our many social issues. Now that their accomplishments are out for the world to see there will be love to them and that is my gift, we have a beautiful life, I like to call it our little life that in reality is pretty large. I know that they have had their own path less takes which is a poem by Robert Frost about making choice that mean you have to work at it and will get there with pride and an intricate weaving of intent. Our fairy tale is one that will be spoken by many and respected by many. We as a family group have survived many issues such as financial issues to the passing of a loved one, we are the family that gives a helping hand to our neighbor, know us to love us, many blessings.
By Lady Sherry-Anne Dow Podolchuk4 years ago in Families
Dear Hot Mess Mama Friend
You were on the brink of a full-on meltdown the first time I saw you. It was Kindergarten registration day for our kids, and Covid protocols forced it to be held outside in the kind of muggy August heat that made every step feel like wading through bathwater. The school staff was speaking to my overly-excited daughter while I stood on the sidelines, thirsty, hot, and deeply regretting my choice to wear pantyhose.
By Jessica Conaway4 years ago in Families
My Family
When I think of heroes, I think about people in my life who has helped me become the young lady I am today. They have helped me with being bullied, my confidence, and self esteem. They love all my flaws and love me just how I am. My local heroes are my Mother, Mrs. Cruse ( A Mentor ) and Ms. Alison ( my mentor ).
By Alicia Frasier 4 years ago in Families
The Heroics of Small Angels
Dear Small Angels, As far as I know, you never ran into a burning building, didn’t raise millions of dollars to feed the poor, or even rescue a cat stranded in a tree. That’s the thing with small angels, their heroics don’t garner a lot of attention at the time. But they can impact lives forever after.
By Vivian R McInerny4 years ago in Families
To those no longer with us
There was a time in my life, where I didn't have anywhere to go, I didn't have anyone to turn to, and I was a lost sheep in the woods trying to run away from being sheered. This lady on the left (figure 1.), we would call Mummy Fi, she wasn't only a mother to me, but a mother to many young people, who were struggling mentally, emotionally, and physically. Many young people who were displaced, and couldn't go home for whatever reason - some had worse situations than mine.
By Frances Helena4 years ago in Families
Carebear 2021..The Best Of
This year has been especially hard. The last few have been very very hard. Between the pandemic and the obstructions in trying to get anyone to rectify their mistakes or anything done. There has not been a lot of progress on the big things but given what I have been through I always want to recognize the best of the best.
By Justice for All4 years ago in Families
