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I Am the Main Character of My Family
I didn’t ask to be the main character. It just... happened. Not because I’m loud or dramatic or attention-seeking. But because I’m the one who keeps the plot moving.
By Nomi7 months ago in Families
Sunday Blessings: A Day for Rest, Reflection, and Renewal
Table of Contents: 1. Introduction 2. The Significance of Sunday 3. A Day of Rest and Reflection 4. Gratitude: Cultivating Thankfulness
By M.SUDAIS 7 months ago in Families
Alimony Global Calculators: A Simple Guide to All-in-One Alimony Solutions
Many people feel lost when facing family law matters. Questions about alimony, support payments, or property division can bring stress. Each country and region follows its own rules. Most families and professionals want answers they can trust. This is where modern digital tools, like the Alimony Global Calculators, offer real help.
By Talha Zulfqar7 months ago in Families
THE COST OF ABANDONMENT
Once upon a time, there was a girl named Beatrice. She was living with her parents and two siblings. Both her parents were unemployed; luckily, they had their own farm that helped them to survive.
By Khutso Mpebe7 months ago in Families
The Day My Dad Cried in Front of Me Changed How I Saw Him Forever
I always thought my dad was made of stone. Not cold, exactly—but solid. Predictable. Unshakable. The kind of man who fixed broken fences and car engines with the same quiet confidence. He didn’t yell. He didn’t hug much. He just existed in that steady, silent way that made you feel like things would always be okay.
By MR.THOMAS7 months ago in Families
The Letter I Found in My Father’s Jacket—15 Years After He Died . AI-Generated.
I was never close to my father. He was the quiet type—a man of few words and fewer hugs. He worked two jobs, came home late, and always smelled of engine grease and cigarettes. I don’t remember him saying “I love you,” not even once.
By Hazrat Umar7 months ago in Families
When a Woman Chooses Divorce: The Injustice Few Dare to Name
When a woman chooses divorce, she often does so in a system that not only permits it—but rewards it. What does she gain? More than just freedom.
By Peter Thwing - Host of the FST Podcast7 months ago in Families
"The Last Dance of My Cousin Angel"
Angel and I were more than just cousins- we were raised like sisters under loving care of our grandmother. We grew up sharing clothes, secrets, and Sunday morning chores. Even though we had very different personalities, our bond was unshakable.
By MelCreates7 months ago in Families
My Aunt, Sweet Like Honey Lamb Chops
Some people thought she was my mom. We were both light in complexion, thick girls, and always laughing when we were together. Bus she wasn't my mom- she was my mother's only sister, my aunt. And in many ways, she was like a second mother to me.
By MelCreates7 months ago in Families
The Housekeeper Silently Left After 5 Years
When the Wilson family hired Maria as their live-in housekeeper, they never imagined how deeply she would impact their lives. Quiet, hardworking, and private, she maintained their home with care and dedication. She never shared details of her past, nor did she speak much about herself. Over five years, she became a trusted and comforting presence — until one morning, she was simply gone.
By DigitalAddi7 months ago in Families
My Friend Ghosted Me After My Mother Died
A few years ago, I met someone at a writing retreat whom I thought would be in my life forever. This might sound a tad over-the-top, but when you have a connection with someone, you hope it never goes away. And for a period there, it didn’t.
By Carol Saint Martin7 months ago in Families
The Choice Of Fatherhood
I always like to say that I was Raised by Three Women. My Mom. My Grandmother. My Aunt. Until High School, they were my Parents.
By Dr. Cody Dakota Wooten, DFM, DHM, DAS (hc)8 months ago in Families