humanity
Humanity begins at home.
My Gemini
Before I met him, I fell in Love with him. I knew this life coming into this world was not only going to change my life, but the future lives of every person he is destined to meet. This little person, the young boy, the grown man he will become. The impact he will leave will be out of this world just like the astrological sign he was meant to be, the third in the universe, a Gemini.
By Angela Yvonne Edwards5 years ago in Families
A Family Tradition
My grandma once told me that I take after grandpa’s mom, always sewing and quilting. But I know that I got my interest of sewing as a little girl, watching her sew. She once made my hand-me-down dress from my sister longer by adding a ruffle, that was magic to little me! When I was older and would visit she would always take me upstairs into her sewing room and show me fabric she had, or things she had made. Sometimes she would just show me the amazing antique sewing gadgets she had. She taught me how to hide my knots when hand quilting. I would spend time with her as a little girl during the summer, and always slept under an old homemade quilt. They all fascinated me, the colors and shapes, and the way the little scraps came together to make something beautiful. So, from her, my love of quilts was born. I’d have to say I take after her.
By Nicole Burns5 years ago in Families
BOSS MOM
This is the story of my mother in summary form. I hope that by reading this you can understand the importance of her in my life. There are a few things that you need to now about the life that my mother lived. Her name was Donna Lea Collins and she was my mother. My mothers father died when she was 15 from a farm accident and her mother died when she was 16 of cancer. We had a lot of death due to cancer my entire life. My mother watched as she lost her brother and many more be taken by cancer. But somehow, she would pull it together with each tragedy and taught us perseverance through her actions and her words. When I was young, she managed the house, the bills and raising my sister and myself while my father worked. She took jobs here and there to help try to bring in some money because we were extremely poor. Of course, she made sure we never knew it at the time because she would not let her life stressors show to us. I was about 12 when my father became ill and he could not work anymore, so my mother got a full-time job and became the only one working. She still would manage the house, bills, us and took care of my father for eight years until he died and go to work. But she did so much more than that which you will come to see. My mother did it all by herself because she did not have parents or grandparents to help her with babysitting or advice. We were taught that your path in life is a difficult one, but will need to set goals and reach them, then set new goals. Do not stop because something seems unreachable, or too difficult, because everything is reachable. When I was 22 my mother found out she had the same cancer that her mother died from, ovarian cancer. She was 42 and fought a strong fight for three years until she lost the battle at age 45. You asked to write about the lessons that our mothers taught us, well there were many in those 25 years until I had to say goodbye. Almost like she knew she only had 25 years to teach a lifetime of lessons, to influence and shape my life for many years to come. My son was born with Velo-Cardio-Facial Syndrome and what she taught helped me cope with many stressors and how to exist with those stressors. We almost lost my son a few times and her strength gave me strength.
By Buffie Peterson (Angelsoulbp)5 years ago in Families
My Childhood Room
A Piece of Cake Our living room was the centre of all the actives we shared as a family. This room came into it's own on Sunday's. It was the only day of the week that guaranteed we would all be home together. My parents would not be up before ten am.
By dominic Joseph zenden5 years ago in Families
#BossMom Challenge
My funny, beautiful, full of life second eldest sister, Natasha has been a huge inspiration in my life from day one. She is 11 years older than I am, The Power Bossmom of my 1st born nephew Dionis and she has always been there for me, especially when I was going through a very bad divorce and I was going to school and working and I had three little children to raised and she really did help me a whole lot with them. She had taught me so much about being a mom and her how of love your children unconditionally and how to be strong and confident, even during a time when I felt like giving up. But she pushed me and made sure that everything was good with me and my children and I really do love and appreciate her and is grateful for having her as my sister and friend.
By Anjanine Thomas5 years ago in Families
Mom's Way
People lost money during the worst economic hardship in American history. The year was 1929. The Great Depression began and ended approximately four years later. It was during the Great Depression that my mother was a child growing up on her family's farm in Central Pennsylvania.
By Babs Iverson5 years ago in Families
The Dirt Tribe
This is a culture of dirt, dust, grease, sweat, complicated unforgiving machines, hangovers, and that terrifying cough through clouds of cigarette smoke that may or may not signal lung cancer. And it is tribal and militant. I am not a tribal member, just a sixteen-year-old summer temp as dumb and useless as a boutique of dead spring flowers out here in this world of trenches, pvc pipe, and hydraulic fluid. My father is a member, a sub-chief in fact. He’s one of those elites who knows how to make the backhoes, track hoes, excavators, and bulldozers plow, rip, and maim the raw earth into something organized and useful.
By Steve B Howard5 years ago in Families
