parents

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

ME AND MOM
Anyone that is a care giver for a parent will feel my pain. I am staying with my mom, who is elderly. I understand now why I was never spoiled, I couldn't be...she is. She is so picky about everything. I love my mom dearly do not mis-understand me.
By Rhonda Davis Greene6 years ago in Families
12 Types of Fathers
There are at least twelve types of fathers who are celebrated on Father's Day on the third Sunday in June every year. Perhaps you are familiar with some or all of them.
By Margaret Minnicks6 years ago in Families
Dad’s Secret Place
My Dad is an African American, born in the 1940s. He and his family were poor and lived on a farm. They would grow and pick everything from cotton to corn and work from sun up to sun down. It was a lot of hard work but it taught my father so many things. Discipline was his middle name. During this time, even though as a kid he wanted to do things that kids do, he had to work to live, to survive, to breathe. It was unlawful for him and many others that looked like him to attend certain places because of segregation and racism infiltrated into the laws of that time. Church and school were places that education and freedom could coexist for little brown bits and girls. My Dad would tell us he was never book smart, but he loved to work with his hands. He would tear things apart only to rebuild. He would continue to do this until he helped build his first house at the age of 17. From that point, his hands were his saving grace. He then began the journey as a carpenter and electrician, building houses for many in and out of the community. Whenever there was something to be fixed, my Dad was that guy. Then there was the call. The call to serve in the United States Army. He was called to serve in the scariest and uncertain of times. My father answered the call. He became a United States soldier and fought in the Vietnam War. He served his country proudly. He would always tell his girls, I don’t ever want you to join the military. My older sister is a hot head and of course she grew up and joined. Back to ny Dad, he fought for his country and was awarded a purple Medal of Honor for his bravery. When we would ask questions about what it was like over there, he would tell us about meeting Bob Hope when he was in the hospital and how he had plenty of rice. He would deliver the mail on the bases over there. He would share what it was like to jump out of a plane. He would tell us how important it was for us to learn a skill and use our hands along with getting an education. As I look outside and see my father in his garden, I smile because he was right. The wisdom he shared I will never forget.
By Drea Doc6 years ago in Families
Sudden Urge
So today, I was sitting at my desk in my room watching Hawaii five-0, my daughter on the computer in the living room watching YouTube videos on Minecraft. I am not sure what it was but out of nowhere I had this sudden urge to go and cuddle my daughter. So, we cuddled under a blanket and watched Casper. Then when that was done we watched Joseph, King of dreams.
By Jessica Hawk6 years ago in Families
An Open Letter To My Mom
June 14, 1988, I was born weighing six pounds and fourteen ounces. I was my mother's second child and now I am one of eight children. She will tell you today that I am most certainly her most stubborn one, truly living up to all the tales of red-headed girls with freckles. I was also the child that became an adult before I was ready. Being outnumbered, my parents needed help especially mom. Daddy had to work a lot to provide food and shelter. My parents would say my intelligence could speak volumes of the places I could soar just as long as I spread my wings.
By Scarlett Price6 years ago in Families
The wonder of a Mother's Love
Where would we be without our mothers . I know I feel lost many times a day without Mine . Mum passed away mid 2019 from dementia related causes . But that was after she had lived a life so well that when she had no more to give she slowly retired into herself because I think she had already left us in her mind.
By Carmel Kinsella6 years ago in Families
Fathers, Bikes, and Black Eyes
It was the summer before first grade, in a deserted, hot parking lot. That parking lot just so happened to be my school’s, River Springs Elementary. I had just learned to ride a bike without training wheels the day before and I was actually pretty good at it for learning the day before.
By Caroline Davis6 years ago in Families
American Parenting Style - To “live fast die young” lives
This method was de facto born given the context of the recently discovered bacteria. It, thus, argued that this was to downplay body contacts that might have, in all likelihood, transmitted diseases to children. Not until recently has this sparked controversy, since leaving children crying it out might breed negative psychological effects and later health impairments.
By alyson lauri6 years ago in Families
Everyday heroes
28th May 2020 In this current global crisis which we are all effected by we appreciate our local heroes such as the NHS staff; Doctors, Nurses, paramedics, postmen, Teachers, Vets, Retail workers, voluntary or bank workers and other services. They all come out of the comfort of their houses to look after us in every possible way and we can only show them respect by applaud and acclaim, and by writing good things about them. As it isn't easy to stay indoors but it is even harder to get out and help people in these tough times.
By Sahira Parveen6 years ago in Families
My dad
Where do I start? Let me say that my dad is always there for me. Whether in good times or in bad times. He is even there for me when I need help. From playing choo-choo train to my room and tucking me in my bed at night and keeping the boogieman away so that I could sleep, to going with me to my competitions. He was my cheerleader. He always showed me love and support. Helped me with homework when I didn't understand it.
By Jennifer Christine Clark6 years ago in Families
This is the Part You’re Never Prepared For.
The part that no one can tell you how you’re supposed to feel, what you’re supposed to do. What the right thing to do is. What you need to do.
By M F6 years ago in Families
Why are many parents obsessed with eating
Food fuels us with energy to function, enhances the immune and disease prevention systems, consociates us, thus, leaning our lives towards the positive.
By madeleine rene6 years ago in Families