parents

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

What the Fu*k is Going On?
If you are anything like most of the world, you have asked this far too often this year — and last. We’re all asking it because, well, the world has pretty much been the definition of a shit show for months.
By laura mckinney5 years ago in Families
My MaMa
My mom is a very loving caring mother. She does everything to keep the house in shape and has always taken care of us and her grandchildren. My mama taught me manners and responsibilities was her main goal. What I mostly learned from my mother was keeping the faith.
By Corinne Del Cid5 years ago in Families
Lady in Red
The press labeled my mother the Lady in Red. It sounds notorious but she was not a spy or a lady of the night. She was born Marion Cecil Borden in 1919 and she would grow up to be a track & field star.
By Marie Wilson5 years ago in Families
Inspiration + Grace
Where do I begin? My Mam (Irish for Mom) intuitively inspired my life mission. I believe strongly that we choose our parents, as they are often our greatest teachers in life - sometimes more nurturing and others more through challenges. They teach us what our soul needs to grow, as do many other impactful people in our lives, but I would like to focus on the incredible woman who has been there for me through thick and thin.
By Katie . ERYT RCYT Craniosacral5 years ago in Families
My Epileptic Mother is my Hero
Exactly 12 years ago my dear friend helped me to leave my toxic realationship where I had my princess & my twin boys. I had two boys older of my prior relationship. It took every courage and anger in me to take my kids and start all over alone. I was beat, threaten, psycological abuse, went throught so much like many other woman do and stay quite, for shame or what ever reason. By the time my twins were 8 yrs old & the gang of our hood at the time where harrasing them to join the gang. My boys were beat up, my car was stolen, i knew I had to leave or risk coming home or while we slept one of them could burn my house at the time. So I left it all and left to Wisconsin from Chicago. Economically in wisconsin was a fail to me, but school wise for my kids was excelent. Unfortunately since the pay out there is bi-weekly in every job i did struggle and got behind with bills and rent. Then again the nightmare of starting over once again. Being homeless really sucks, while in wisconsin I did rescue a doverman dog. I then moved to Indiana and omg, same the jobs sucked, lol. So i started to drive every day to Chicago and work. Till once again my Dear Friend offer me a house she had in Chicago. I was iffie about moving back to Chicago since I left practacly running away with my 5 kids.
By Dora Medina5 years ago in Families
The Ultimate Mom Lesson
My mother’s hands are clutched tightly closed. They’re contracted from disease. Those same hands used to feed me and hold my hand as a child. Now I feed her as an elderly adult. My mother no longer walks but is completely bedridden. She taught me how to crawl and watched me walk. As she battles dementia, I assist her in every daily need. Sadly, the same angelic voice that sang to me now simply rambles or doesn’t speak at all. My mother helped me speak and taught me to sing when I was a little girl. Reversing roles isn’t anything I anticipated. It’s the last lesson my mother will teach me.
By Diana Hayes5 years ago in Families
A Mother's Love in Her Mother Tongue
“If you talk to a man in a language he understands, that goes to his head. If you talk to him in his own language, that goes to his heart.” ‒Nelson Mandela
By C.R. Hughes5 years ago in Families
Kidnapping Can Cast Down for Sure. But Can It Elevate?
My object in parading this private affair before the reader is to commemorate the remarkable series of events and convey the evidence of what love can build and what it can destroy.
By Olya Aman5 years ago in Families
Traumatized
Hi my name is Taniyah and this is story about life lessons I learned from my mom. Yes plural growing up my life wasn’t always rainbows and unicorns I had some Tsunami and hurricanes in there too. The lessons I learned from my mom is be better and greater than your parents, there is always another way to punish your kids, and make sure none of my kids feel left out treat them equally. When I was younger my mom worked at least 2 jobs. She also was in and out of school. At the time my mom had three kids and my grandmother would watch over us while my mom was gone. My grandmother did most of the raising. Me and my mom relationship wasn’t so great I disobeyed and I got beat for it. It’s so many details I want to put but I don’t know if it will fit all in just 6,000 words. Let’s just says it’s difference between whoops and beatings. Anyways I can’t act like a victim fully because I do admit I did do things I had no business doing but some of the things I acted under pressure, because other kids were doing it and I just wanted to fit in, or because I just wanted attention I just seeked it the wrong way. My mom wasn’t bad all the time we did have our laughs and the laughs I try to hold on to but the as is so dark that it covers the light and haunts me scaring making me distant from my mom. I love my mom with all my heart but there’s certain things I wish she did differently. Till this day I have bad anxiety I can’t be alone in the house, I don’t like the dark, I look over my shoulder often, and I don’t speak to my mom unless I need something which is sad also I do have flashbacks or images that come in my head and just breaks my heart. Some of this isn’t all my mom fault be are causes of her poor decisions. For example I got raped when I was 17 years old by my moms Boyfriend he was younger than my mom like no younger than 25 and no older than 30. She say they been dating for long than 3 months but he only been around me in my siblings for less than 1 month. Like I said I love my mom we had our laughs but the dark covers the light which distance me from her. Now that I’m older she helps me with my groceries even though I have to remind her I’m still grateful because she don’t have to do that. We use to go to family trips once a year she didn’t have to take me but she did. She did basic parental things even though she could have gave me away she didn’t she kept me fed me cloth me and loved me in her own way. One important lesson that I learn from my mom is some people just needed to be loved from distance. Me and my mom relationship is stronger than what it was before now that I moved out. There’s certain things I wasn’t prepared for that I wish she taught me that I had to learn from others but I thank her for still doing other things for me that I need help with. I opened up more to her not a lot but it’s baby steps can’t tape a vase back together and expect it to stand straight or look pretty like it did before. One thing I wish from my mom is for her to do more I don’t know I want more from her but it’s like I want from her but I’m not giving anything back. When I was younger I tried to build a strong or some type of relationship with my mom but it failed repeatedly to the point where I just gave up and stopped trying. Also another lesson I learned is when my kids try to have a serious conversation with me don’t go telling their business to the world if I need a advice seek advice don’t go gossiping to the family or friends and having the kids embarrassed. Certain information I don’t like to tell my mom because I don’t want her to judge or go back and tell people. When I was younger my mom told her friends everything that I did or what was going on with me I know parents need to vent to but there should be a line they shouldn’t crossed because of her telling a lot of my business to her friends or certain family members they would give me dirty looks and if I was my old self with bad tempers and going crazy I probably would have got little disrespectful. Growing up my mom taught me a lot of lessons that I will keep me forever because I want to be better do better and never have kids feeling so scared of me that they feel like they can only love me from a distance or not come to me when they are in trouble.
By Taniyah Starks5 years ago in Families
Even if words not spoken...
I was raised by my mother and grandmother. They occupy two of the largest spaces in my heart. Their invaluable guidance and life lessons will forever be engrained in my heart and mind.
By CC5 years ago in Families
Boss doesn't even cover it.
My mother is a ray of sunshine!!! She is spontaneous, she is extraordinary, an existence akin to a goddess in my family’s eyes. I promise I am not exaggerating. My father would say: “Without your mother, I wouldn’t be the person I was today.”
By Ruth5 years ago in Families
Always there
When I was four, I asked my aunt’s girlfriend to be my mom because I didn’t like mine. My mom worked all of the time because she was a nurse with twelve hour shifts and also a single mother. My mother’s name is Donna, and we didn’t always have the most solid relationship. That has been mostly my fault.
By DMTakeshi5 years ago in Families