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The boundless love a parent has for their child is matched only by their capacity to embarrass them.
The Last Mother's Day
Mother's Day had always been a special day for Micahel and his Mother, Ruth. It was usually bright and sunny and full of love. This particular mother's day wasn't the best of days. The rain was unpleasant, with heavy downpours of and on. Michael had woken up early because he wanted to go and pick some flowers from the cherry tree. His mother loved the flowers, even though he always messed the floor when he brought them into the house.
By Andre Dwayne4 years ago in Families
Growing Pains
Who can really decide the perils of injustice or justice, the guilty vs the innocent. Does one size fit all or are sins subjective. Do the laws that proclaim our nation's tell the truth; With some countries stoning to death, legally, for having sex out of wedlock and other Government leaders creating laws that has led to mass genocide of its own people. The self proclaimed judges of the land, if any trial is held at all, sign the death certificates and the witnesses “Hail Republic”, willingly or not. Is there justice in the eyes of a loving Mother who must condemn her child.Can we ever speak of love and justice as the same. How about God’s justice, although many do in his name, what if judgement day is real and we do meet our maker of kind. Would we get what we give or will compassion prevail. Maybe judgement is just in the minds of our self and we alone, bear the weight of our own doings.
By Hayley Coleman4 years ago in Families
Molding of Clay
It was a Saturday, June 1st to be exact, and small but full of energy Corrine Day was wide awake at 8:30 AM. This was the normal routine for the new kindergartners who were labeled as ‘exceptional children’. It was summer vacation and she finally got to spend it with her very flamboyant, genius, hustler of a mother whom the neighborhood simply knew her as Clay. At the age of five Corrine was as innocent as they come but with a mother like Clay, she was molded a tad bit different.
By Alice Borders 4 years ago in Families
Writer's Block
The boy idly wondered whether he was a murderer. He considered all the words he’d deleted, all the words he’d removed from his essays. He still thought about them. There were guilty words, to be sure, grammatical monstrosities that had no place anywhere. But he missed the innocent words, the words he’d expelled just for being different. The essay had demanded it. Those misfit words just didn’t fit in; they had to leave, to be punished equally with their more wicked compatriots. He wished them well. Perhaps in another plane, they assembled with other like-minded fellows and renounced their lesser brethren. Maybe they formed exclusive clubs, ones with all the words who almost made it. And so the chain went, with every link claiming some special status that made them innocent. Who did they all consider guilty? Probably the boy, but at this point, he was used to being blamed.
By Natan Sahilu4 years ago in Families
Grief After the Cutoff
December 8 was a big day for me. It was a day when I finally, forcefully, put myself ahead of my family and a deep connection with my mother. I cut her off, for a number of reasons, thus completing a sort of transition process that started in 2020.
By C.K. Clawson4 years ago in Families
How Children Can Change Your Life
Children can change your life in so many ways. They bring joy and laughter to the family, and they teach us new things. Children also provide a sense of purpose, making it easier for parents to find meaning in their lives. In this blog post, we will cover how children can impact your life in unexpected ways.
By ASHFAQ ALI4 years ago in Families
