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Dads Are No Joke
I have often found myself thinking of everything I've learned in my twenty-four years (and counting), here on Earth. I needn't wonder about where I get my love for animals -big and small-, or my passion for literature. I needn't wonder about where and when my passions for history and music awakened. My love for fishing and marksmanship, and even gaming... There are so many things that run through my head each day and I smile at the memories.
By Mara Edwards4 years ago in Families
A Pulled Pork Summer
When I was around 10 or 11, I didn’t pay much attention to what I ate. I basically just stuffed my face with whatever adults slammed down in front of me. However, there are few summer foods I remember as distinctly as pulled pork sandwiches. My dad would take me to what he described as the best pulled pork sandwich place in town. As I remember the mouthwatering goodness of the juicy masses of tender pork mashed between two grease-ridden buns, I could hardly argue with him.
By JC Miller 4 years ago in Families
His Mark on the World
Within most human beings, no matter their age, lies a concept of what defines the word “hero”. Some would immediately propose the supernatural, wielding powers beyond human compare.
By Jake Snyder4 years ago in Families
My Night Out With My Dad
My dad was, and remains, my best friend and parent. In my teenage years, Dad would take me with him almost everywhere. We would get up around four in the morning to go beach fishing. He would take me on the country rounds of the horse racing circuit in Western Australia, and at a few of those country racetracks, they would sell tickets to young kids… me.
By Karen Eastland 4 years ago in Families
My Backstory To Now
After telling my story of Lightningbolt's passing, I thought it would be nice to tell of the situation I briefly mentioned in that story . . .
By Kim.D.4 years ago in Families
Garage dad
My dad loved his garage. His garage was his holy space. In there he could restore old cars, build shadowboxes, and fix impossible-to-fix toys like tangled Slinkys or popped balloons.
By Nicole Crescenzi4 years ago in Families
My Hell Pt. 1
We all start out our lives with hope, joy, and our imaginations bursting at the seams. All the while unable to stop ourselves from wanting ever so badly to grow up. Our imaginations run wild with the thoughts of how amazing it will be to finally be big, we will get to drive cars, vote, and over all just do whatever we want. When we are young enough to truly think these thoughts the adults in our lives caution us to just enjoy being a child, that being an adult is not what we think it is going to be. They were right.
By C.L.Font4 years ago in Families
The Best Summer Food
Smoke disappears in the wind as it rises from the chute of the grill. The faint smell of cherry wood and lighter fluid flows over the kids as they splash and play in the sprinklers while Dad prepares the family’s favorite summertime meal. Their stomachs rumble as they wait impatiently for lunch to be served.
By ChezaLuna4 years ago in Families
Things You Realize After Losing A Loved One
1. They will no longer be by your side when you need them. That person that was going to give you away at your wedding, the one who gave you advice on school and relationships, the one who sat with you at church because they were the only one who would go with you. They’re now gone and you don’t know what to do. Who’s going to go worship God with you? Now you go by yourself and pray to God and your loved one. Who’s going to help you with relationships? Now you don’t know what you deserve and repeatedly get hurt and wonder why it happened. Your future spouse will never meet the person who gave you so much to be thankful for.
By Juliet Perillo4 years ago in Families
How I Came To Find My Name
Names play a fascinating role in my family, and was the reason behind why ‘B. R. Cloth’ came to be. I was never fond of my name as a child, and would dream of names I'd rather be called. Would Westin be befitting? Would Eldridge make me unique? If I hadn’t been a Benjamin, would my personality have changed? Is who I am innately invariant? Nominative Determinism is the theory behind your name being a determining factor in the life you end up living, thus resulting in the effect of forming who you eventually become. I’m sure my poor mother has something to say on the matter; she was born Robin Jaye.
By B. R. Cloth 4 years ago in Families
Traveling rainbows
I must confess… I was partly worried . The closeness and bond we once shared dwindled. I would reach out hoping for a similar feeling from him. The trouble no one tells you about abusive relationships. The worst thing it affects is your child. The mornings you used to spend cuddling are now them screaming and punching. This summer will be our hope to repair this . So he lays down by my side and hold his small head. I run my fingers through his hair . Then I slowly start to reclose my eyes . Ready for a rest with my dear son. The reason for my life . The reason for my existence and the reason for my soul.
By April Liao4 years ago in Families
The Mouth of Babes
Since moving to Florida many years ago, I don’t get to see my grandchildren as often as I’d like but that hasn’t diminished the memories that were made during their infrequent visits.
By Margaret Brennan4 years ago in Families