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Margaret Don't Forget The Marigolds
I always loved flowers, any kind. any which way. I thought they were peaceful and beautiful, and for some reason my Mum was not so much into them. Mum actually could not stand if someone sent her a bouquet of flowers for a special occasion.
By Margaret Deighan4 years ago in Families
The Illusion of Time
Mr. Durvey hurriedly put on his coat and hat, caught up his wallet and threw open the door. Your keys! Don’t forget your keys! His mind chided him, as he was just in the act of flying into the street. Shaking his head and checking his watch at the same time that he bounded back up the steps, he made a dash back toward the coat rack, where his keys resided. He paused, just in the act of leaving again. Be back in time for supper. Susan will want you, his mind chided him. He hesitated.
By Erica Nicolay4 years ago in Families
The Emerald Forest
The bombarding thunderous storm showed no sign of stopping, so I decided pretty early in the evening that it was going to be a restless night. I patted my chest down and realized I wasn't wearing the family heirloom, and quickly searched in the usual spots that I leave it on accident. I end up finding it next to the sink, I must have taken it off when I was shaving before I collapsed into bed. I almost cannot believe I tried going to bed without it. I walked into the kitchen, and decided to add candlelight to the moonlit room. The more the refreshing aroma filled the room, the more I focused on the scent rather than the song of storms. I pulled a chair next to the small fire I had made, and sat down to try to collect my thoughts.
By AD4 years ago in Families
The Ice Rink Dream
It was a cold snowy day in January, the water in the iceskating rink in Jan's back yard had turned into solid ice. She smiled to herself excited about getting her family together to ice skate. It was one of the many things on her bucket list. She had three children, two boys and a girl and two of her children had children which gave her three grandchildren, two girls and a boy. She loved. her son-in-law and daughter-in-law just as much as she loved her own kids. It was so wonderful to her to see how her kids had grown and into what type of people they had become. Now with her grandchildren she could see resemblances of her kids in them. They made her smile, each of them unique and special in their own way.
By L.A. Kirchheimer 4 years ago in Families
Sinner
Sinner Imagine, you really thought only other people would answer for your sins. That crack you gave your youngest lad because he was ten minutes late home from the party. The shame he felt and the laughter you bellowed, when you didn’t realise his mates had come home with him, but they had. Yes indeed they had, and they saw your brutality and shared his shame. Said youngest son flees again. Flees to his bedroom to escape your brutality as you shout after him, “You knew the time I had set you. You are eighteen now, old enough to tell the time.” And then you laugh.
By Simon Morrell4 years ago in Families
Stumbling
Stumbling I’m Jack. That’s the name I go by for sure. I’m Jack and I’m one of five siblings. The good one. The other four aren’t worth Jack shit. Ha ha, no pun intended.
By Simon Morrell4 years ago in Families
Hate
I hate him! Every time I walk out there and see him it brings my blood to a boil. He walks around here with his head held up high and his chest pumped out. He has no regard for what he has done to me. It's not fair. Not only has he destroyed my life but now I have to see him everyday. It drives me crazy. Now logic and common sense tells me that this can't be the case but my mind tells me otherwise. My mind tells me that he knows everything that he's done to me. My mind tells me that he's taunting me everyday.
By Tyrone Livingston4 years ago in Families
Reluctance and Acceptance
In Trinidad, Manisha and I had decided to get married without the prior consent of our parents. This was culturally unacceptable for our respective families. After my commitment to Manisha, I returned to East Lansing, Michigan, and wrote a letter to my parents in Lucknow, India, that I have decided to marry a Trinidadian girl of Indian descent. The sequence of psychological events in dealing with this news in my family is very interesting. It was initially an utter surprise to my father and a shock to my mother that how I could have taken such a drastic decision of my marriage without their prior blessings. Here, I think it is important to state that my mother had died when I was only fourteen years old and had two younger siblings. My father was remarried, and my stepmother and I had the most cordial mother-son relationship. Initially it was quite difficult for my parents to comprehend the whole situation because all my life I have been an obedient son and never did anything that either I or my parents ever regretted. For every major decision I ever took in my life, I always had the blessings of my parents. Like all Indian parents, my parents too were waiting for my return home from the United States. They would have selected a girl of their choice and with my approval they would have finalized my marriage. It is indeed a matter of pride and extreme pleasure for parents in India to go through the whole long process of marriage of their children (specially sons). It seems for a moment my parents felt betrayed by me for taking this unilateral decision to marry Manisha. But this feeling was only momentary; very soon everyone was happy and both Manisha and I had blessings of my parents and the rest of the family.
By Arun Kumar Ph. D.4 years ago in Families
Family Therapy
Strategic family therapy is a family therapy that addresses specific problems. These problems are addressed in a shorter amount of time than the other therapy modalities. Strategic family therapy is part of the major models and brief psychotherapy. This therapy is designed to treat and prevent adolescent and child behavioral problems. This therapy helps reduce risk factors for adolescent drug abuse and strengthens their protective factors. This therapy targets children and adolescents who are displaying or at risk (of developing) behavioral problems that include substance abuse. (Youth.Gov)
By E.G.4 years ago in Families
Making New Memories
We had a big family. It was me, my two younger brothers, my older sisters, my momma, daddy, and my daddy's parents in one house. Momma was the youngest of four, but her parents passed away two years ago on the same day, two minutes apart. So I couldn't believe it when he told me.
By Kawan Glover4 years ago in Families
Marigold
Marigold She looked at the peacefully sleeping 3 year old in his tiny bed. So content and oblivious to the storm that was about to alter the rest of his little life. Unable to sleep, she just gazed at her blond little boy as tears dripped softly out of the corner of her eyes. She could not sleep agonizing over the coming day. She didn’t know if she could do what needed to be done. And yet she must.
By Maria Calderoni4 years ago in Families
Marvey and His Dog
Marvey and his dog were inseparable. You'd rarely see one without the other, except for maybe bath time. Although, come to think of it, they were usually in the same room for that, just rarely soaking in the same water.
By Teresa Reinalda4 years ago in Families