parents

The boundless love a parent has for their child is matched only by their capacity to embarrass them.

Me, Dad and the Skate Park
My father is a good man, but when I was born he was just a teenager. It takes its toll on a person being that young and being expected to raise a child, to be present in a soon to be broken home in South London. Despite the doom and gloom of the concrete jungle, despite the ruthless predators and harsh environment, he and I still managed to carve out our own pieces of the city, namely our local skate parks.
By Ryan Appleyard4 years ago in Families
The Art of Paying it Forward
Dad........ What does that word mean to you? To me, it means love, guidance, somebody who is always on your side but has the wisdom and courage to pull you back when you’re about to jump off of a cliff, and to listen …… to be THERE when you don't feel like you can stand on your own anymore........it also means someone who is not just my Dad but also a human being too, an intricately flawed human being with issues and problems that he has spent his whole life trying to overcome and other ones that he refuses to face -probably because they are just too much for even his indomitable will.
By Alicia Anspaugh4 years ago in Families
My Hero Dad and Unrecognizable Stranger
To live with a dream and a worse nightmare is my story with my dad. Explaining my life with my dad is like trying to tell you a story of two different humans that impacted my life.
By Deborah Liza Garcia Manchac4 years ago in Families
Old Man Plugins and His Big Ol' Shade Tree
They called my daddy, "Old Man Plugins" because he kept 'plugging along." When he made up his mind about something, he didn't quit. He was an old man when I was born but he taught me how to do the same thing...keep on going. He taught me to have faith and believe in my dreams, even when nobody else did. Daddy showed me by his example. He grew a tree that we all thought was impossible. This is my story about my daddy.
By D. M. Foster 4 years ago in Families
Heroic as Himself
Classy like Steve Martin. A comedian like Jerry Seinfeld. Versatile and talented like Tom Hanks. Handsome like George Clooney. Goofy like Jim Carrey. An artist like Paul Frees. Unstoppable like Jackie Chan. Humble like faith. Heroic as Himself.
By AJ Marie4 years ago in Families
Patience
I can’t summarise an entire person in one word, let alone my father. The man I know as my father has donned the costume of a husband, a brother, a uncle, and a work colleague. To reduce this man’s life journey—the essence of what makes him the man I call “Dad”—down to a single word is not only insulting, it is quite frankly impossible.
By Liam Cairns4 years ago in Families
Family on Fire: The Secrets of the Father
1. The Parable of the Machines I n 5 years I will have lived longer than my father. It’s the natural order – generations surpass each other.
By Donn K. Harris4 years ago in Families
I Became a Teenager When I Turned Eight
It is said that a boy becomes a teenager when he realizes his father is not perfect. If that's true, I became a teenager when I turned eight.
By Dan Foster4 years ago in Families
The One That Got Away
Someone once told me that the most important fishing story a person could have was about the one that got away. The freshwater monster or deep sea legend that for whatever reason they couldn't pull aboard. Where the only real reward is the story that you get to tell about it for the rest of your life.
By Jacob Peyton4 years ago in Families
The Bridge
A strange enchantment within the Mississippi earth drew my father to our grandparent’s little brick house year after year and us with him, the child within him returning to the remembered happiness and simplicity of home. Sometimes I like to think he made the trip to share with us his deep connection to the rusty clay of his youth, to give us – if such a thing was possible – the gift of joy he had once known there. At others I think the mystic call of home compelled his return year after year for reasons that had nothing to do with us at all.
By John Cox4 years ago in Families
Hi, Dad
Hi Dad, I’ve put a lot of thought into writing this. So much thought that I almost didn’t get it written at all. I’ve been sorting through various memories I have from different times in my life and what I would write about each of them.
By Dawn Salois4 years ago in Families
My Father's Inspiring Life
My father left us on January 4 this year. He died at 89 years-old in a hospital, all alone because he was isolated due to Covid-19 and other health issues.
By C C Farley4 years ago in Families