parents
The boundless love a parent has for their child is matched only by their capacity to embarrass them.
For The Hands That Held Me
Dear mother, I never told you this, but I miss you. I miss your warm touch and your comforting kisses. I miss the gentle scent of your cheap perfume, wafting through the sweet summer heat as you held me. I miss the lullabies you sang to me as a child; low, soothing, and beautiful. I miss sitting on the porch with you, listening to the windchimes and the songs of the bluejays. I miss waking up early to the sound of you singing, as if nobody else would hear; as if it was just you and the Earth alone.
By Lilliana Serrano4 years ago in Families
Mum Unknown
Mum… I must confess that I’ve never really tried to imagine talking to you before, because I’ve just been so furious. In the beginning, when I would try to think of you, it would be physically painful. Sadness so formidable that I couldn’t function. My breath would stick in my chest. My life was tears and loneliness.
By Kirily Isherwood4 years ago in Families
A Letter I cannot send
Dear Mom, I am writing this letter which I know that you would never see, or even know that I wrote this to you. As the mother's day was coming close, messages like "I love you, mom!", "Thank you, mom!", and "the best mom in the World!" were flooding every SNS platform with lovely pictures of mom and daughter or mom and son. It hurts me to see those beautiful pictures with messages because I cannot do the same.
By Hosun Moon Lee4 years ago in Families
Dear Mom:
Dear Mom, I have learned so much from you. You've taught me so many things: always say 'please' and definitely say 'thank you'. Clean up my mess and admit when I am wrong. But most importantly, you taught me to always tell the truth. You were always someone I could admire and look up to for following your own teachings, but I am sad to say I may have failed you. Here I am to present to you my confession: I have been lying to you my entire life.
By Kristian England4 years ago in Families
Everything you need to know about kids' scooters
All you need to know about children's scooter is included in this post. Children enjoy exploring with their parents' possessions, such as cars and scooters. Your youngster watches the world and imitates your activities. They absorb information from their surroundings and wish to travel freely like other people. When purchasing any toy or object, though, safety is paramount.
By Vlad Andrei Apostol4 years ago in Families
My mother gave me my body
The day my mother gave birth to me was the day she says she instantly loved me. All those years she held onto that love through the process of taking care of a needy baby, to a temper tantrum filled toddler, all the way to a moody teenager, until I finally became an adult who was responsible for herself. Unfortunately, all that love she feels for me wasn't so easily passed over to how I feel about myself.
By sara smith4 years ago in Families
Runaway Bunny
We are alive today. Both of us. You worry about me. I know you worry so much. You live your life and laugh at the TV. Dad annoys you sometimes, but you love him so much. I'm thankful that your voice is the voice with which I was raised. I know how much you care and love us four children. I know how to speak with love because you taught me how to talk.
By Caige Wheeler4 years ago in Families
Relationships not Created Equal
I always knew you were hurt. I always knew you had been broken. I was able to hear your soul crying out, buried deep within the rigidity of your expectations. I just couldn't reach you in it, and you couldn't reach us from inside of it.
By Rheanna Douglas4 years ago in Families
Hey Mom
Hey mom. I never told you this but, I still don’t know what I am doing. I pretend that everything is fine but really it feels like, I’m in a room and it's on fire and there are no doors. I know I wrote you a letter to you a month ago saying I got a job. I don’t have that job anymore. I know, shocker right? I am being honest by saying, I did try my best. Heck, I got sprayed in the face with pepper spray. I can say, that was one of the worst experiences of my life. I know, I haven’t talked to you in a while. There is a reason for that, a reason I never told you before. Remember when I was younger and I started to struggle with school? Remember I had one friend who was a grade younger than me? Remember when I asked you for help? Well, I was struggling with my identity. Since I was adopted I never felt like I really knew who I was.
By Elana Yerby4 years ago in Families






