parents
The boundless love a parent has for their child is matched only by their capacity to embarrass them.
The Overzealous Dads Debacle
I’m confident that if this was a real game, we could totally take them out. Sienna’s dad is limping slightly, Lucy’s dad looks like the last time he played soccer, they filmed it in soundless black and white, and I’m pretty sure Megan’s old man hasn’t been to bed. Unless he always wears his shirt unbuttoned to his navel, which isn’t out of the question given he works in advertising.
By Guy Sigley5 years ago in Families
Last Will and Testament
Last Will and Testament The house was quiet. The dog was curled up on his mat and had not stirred. The kettle whistled on the stove. The French press gave forth the coffee which I now carried to my spot at the kitchen table. Beside that spot was a window which would soon bring into the room the light that would herald yet another new day. The gentle darkness created a curtain outside which obscured the world beyond from my sight.
By Jeffrey John Mackness5 years ago in Families
Who Am I, Without You?
Most people as this question when they have or are are thinking about leaving their significant other. However, in this case I found myself asking this question with no such intention and it was not directed towards my husband either. Lately its been more directed to my family as a whole, my husband and our two little girls. Before I got married I was independent and doing things for my self. I was involved with groups that I liked and had time to do my favorite hobbies. But after I got married I was no longer just doing things for myself. I had someone else to think about and take care of. Especially once we had children. As our family grew I learned that I was giving up more and more of myself to take care of my family and keep everyone happy. Most moms can relate with this because we are for the most part the homemakers in the family and hardly find time for ourselves and for the family. So it when it comes down to it we typically choose what the family wants or needs over what we want or need. And this is how we can lose ourselves before we even know it.
By Valerie Myers5 years ago in Families
The Bad Nights
Having children in general is no picnic all the time. Having children with more challenging behaviors is even harder. My daughter has Autism, ADHD, speech delays and big development delays. When Matt (my boyfriend) is around Haylee is more manageable with her behaviors, but when she gets me alone its very frustrating. Tonight Matt was a work, so it was just Haylee and I. I was hoping to start the night off right by picking up Haylee’s favorite McDonalds meal before getting her from daycare. She has been asking for McDonalds all week. Which has been the cause of meltdowns in the car the past 3 nights; Having no burger ready for the car ride home. So tonight I’m prepared. I got the burger!
By Melissa Bezborotko 5 years ago in Families
Sunset for Mama Viv
It has been nearly a year since I visited the beautiful resort and beach that over the years has become my favorite place on earth. Since finding this perfect spot some thirty years ago, it has become a haven for me to restore my sanity as I write about my life and family. I start to unpack for the my two-week stay this time, and lay my little black book on my favorite chair on the back porch, overlooking the perfect piece of heaven on earth. My sister, Alex, is going to be coming in later, and we plan to have a wonderful vacation, just like we did when we were children. This would be a needed healing time for us and the adversity of the past few years. Also, we were looking forward to celebrating my sixtieth birthday with a lot of fun and sun.
By Vicki Ward5 years ago in Families
Xena's dark light
It was just another typical day for Xena, a 14-year-old dreamy girl with short dark hair and her signature big glasses. She did everything she would always do - attend school, come home, play with her cat, do some chores, and go to bed. She never did much outside her usual schedule, she was a bit of a freak when it comes to routine. Xena never liked the adventure, the change, the unknown. Not one of those people cheering for getting out of one's comfort zone. And although her amazing organizational skills and glasses might suggest that to someone easily lured into stereotypical ways of thinking, Xena was far away from being geeky. She did what she had to in attempt to finish school, just like any other kid would. Honestly, Xena didn’t really have a passion of her own. Other than following her routine, nothing else made this girl glow.
By Ana Barišić5 years ago in Families
Only He Knew
It all began on a Friday evening, June 12th, 2020, to be exact. After a long, arduous day of celebrations, congratulations, and pictures, I finally said goodbye to my long-term prison sentence at Blackwoods Educational Academy. The premiere, exclusive boarding school for wayward adolescents. While four years is the standard term for an institution of academia, I felt like my term was a never-ending torment to my otherwise socially awkward and introverted self. My sole survival tactic remained the same: become invisible. Stay out of sight. Do not stand out. Head down, and voice soft. Although a tad on the lonely side, I persevered all by myself. No parents, friends, lovers, or enemies, just erased from the collective consciousness of the world so that I'm not of concern to anyone.
By Rain Dayze5 years ago in Families
Home
The trees, the houses, and the power lines connecting them whipped by creating a parade of boring inanimate objects racing through Jack’s brain. Jack was zoned out. Jack wanted to be zoned out to kill the pain, to kill the memories. He leaned his head against the cold train window and tried his best to fall into a deep sleep. He didn’t want a restless sleep because then haunting dreams of his past would invade and he had enough pain approaching him in this unexpected visit back to his hometown.
By Robert Carpenter5 years ago in Families
A mother's love
Jordan was sleeping soundly in her bed and she heard the familiar commotion of her mother coming home from the bar. You would think that after years of having to hear this woman obnoxiously make her presence known, every Friday night, to her sleeping children Jordan would become more of a heavy sleeper. However, nowadays her slumber was often cut short by either her mother coming into the house or her sister waking her up to complain about their mother’s loud arrival. Today she was not only awakened from the sound of her mother stomping through the front door but also her murmuring obscenities to herself and slamming cupboard doors searching for alcohol.
By Ayanna Boucard5 years ago in Families
