parents
The boundless love a parent has for their child is matched only by their capacity to embarrass them.
Mom life
I been a single mom for 7 years almost on the 22nd of March . When I had my kids I knew I was gonna be a good mom . I took care my 2 younger siblings at a young age . My mom was going through a depression with being a single mom and like most mothers back in the day went to drugs for a get away. I was forced to grow up fast I didn’t have it easy coming up. But I love my mom to death ! And I thank her so much for showing me to be independent and strong. I have my days now as a mom where I wanna give up but I can’t . I look at my kids and realize that I have a job for life and it motivates me to go so hard. So I am now here single mother of 2 . My kids father is locked up. Nobody knows how long he is doing . All I can do is pray for the best and prepare for the worst and keep going. Nobody taught me how to be a mom I pretty much learned as I go. Of course we all say we want this perfect family but nothing or nobody is perfect . So yes I fail sometimes, but like they say “ you may bend but you will not break “ . That’s me I’m a young mom I screw up sometimes I lack at something’s but I fix them as I go. I feel like all the mistakes I made in life was a lesson learn . That’s why I don’t regret anything . I just learn . That way when my kids get older they know how to push forward if they make a mistake or I can protect them the best way I can to not make those same mistakes. You ever hear that saying “ it takes a village to raise a kid “ ? Well I guess I’m the village lol. And Yes I’m proud to say that because this wasn’t a choice god made me a single mom for a reason . He knew that my kids would be in good hands with me . And I say that because a mothers love goes along way💕 with me I know they safe, fed, washed, learning and clothed and sheltered. My kids are my life . They are my best friends . It makes me proud when they come home with good grades and good reports . That’s telling me I’m doing a awesome job as a single mother .Can you believe I didn’t know how to cook or teach someone to walk or use the toilet until I had kids of my own and I’m loving every minute of it . This is my life being a mom cleaning and going to school to provide for my family . It gets no better than this . We are blessed ! I hope any single mother out there going through what I’m going through and reading this smile and feel so much better if they having a bad day right now . This is something to remind you that you are not alone and it gets better . I moved from Philadelphia pa to Portage pa with my 2 children in 2017 it’s now 2020 . I never thought I could do it but I’m here doing it and I been the happiest woman since then . When I moved here I had No money . Had to quit my job. We had the clothes on our back all our important documents in my purse, $300 in food stamps and $10 in cash and car ride and now look a 3 bedroom house now enrolled into college going for medical coding and billing and soon ima be running my own business working from home . Just so I can continue to build with my kids. So yeah if you need to cry Cry . Let it all out. But don’t ever feel like you are alone and it all ends there . It’s never ends there , it gets better. You grow you live and you have fun . Even if it’s just with your kids 💕
By Jade Thompson 6 years ago in Families
The Londoner's England
I must be honest. It took me a while to fully appreciate why this collection of pictures accompanied by short write ups on each has the title “The Londoner’s England” but I reached that conclusion; eventually. The book takes the reader to eighty-nine locations. Over half of them are in London and the remainder are in what are referred to as the “Home Counties”. That is those counties that border London or border counties that border London. The book was designed as a type of guide to locations accessible by Londoners by car, on public transport or on foot.
By Alan Russell6 years ago in Families
She Keeps Fighting
In a world full of wonderful and beautiful women, it takes a strong and powerful woman to make a difference. It may be in small ways, or in huge movements, but as a woman we always touch someone in some way. Growing up, everyone has ups and downs, good and bad, happy and sad memories. My mother always taught me that my past does not define who I want and can be. Inspiring others is not just something she does, but it is a part of her being. She has been my rock, my life preserver, my home ever since she gave birth. For about 20 years, she lived with a textbook Narcissistic Sociopath. That means not only did he abuse her emotionally and physically, he would isolate her and make her and others around her think she was crazy. People of this charisma seem to fall into our life’s path like bugs are attracted to light. For years and years, having a certain facade out of the house compared to what life was like behind closed doors was normal. Through all of these terrible and monstrous things that he would do, my mother still taught me to be kind and to have compassion for those who are going through a rough time, even though it may seem like a small problem to me, it may be huge in their eyes. I remember we would have little ‘vacations’ from him during the weekend. We would go out to town and spend hours and hours looking for cute little shops and local businesses to explore. In each shop my mother would always take the time to talk with the owners and workers, getting to know them and listening to their problems, always have a kind smile and words to offer them. This has always stuck with me through everything, it did not matter what was going on with her life, and she would always strive to help these people no matter what her emotions were. When everyone left us, she became not just my mom, but my dad as well. Being the powerful and strong independent woman, she finally fought for her freedom from an extremely unhealthy marriage and succeeded. My mom graduated from college for her counseling degree, which she has always dreamed of helping others in need since she was little. I know for a fact, every day she went to work, she worked extremely hard to give people the correct care they needed. She does not gloat about her achievements but is humble and barely accepts praise for all of the hours of care she provides. For all of this and more, she inspires me to keep fighting, to keep being kind, to keep believing in myself even when others doubt. Not a lot of people can say that through all that she has gone through, they have succeeded and turned their life into something worth fighting for. I take that back, all of our lives (shitty or not) are worth fighting for, for the chance to make it better. And this fighting chance is what she has given myself and countless others. More recently she was hospitalized for a while due to a series of unfortunate events and with the final diagnosis being Pre-Leukemia. And throughout this whole process, it has opened up my eyes even more to see all of the beauty she has inside and out. It has been tough to see her fight with a reason to keep on living, not being able to work for others to provide a way to make her life mean something. Through the struggle, her final outcome was to say and think was ‘No. People need me so I will stay.’ With this new and refreshed thought process, she has gone through chemo and a transplant with a new found determination, the only thought is of how many more people’s lives she can touch and change with this new renewal of life. Seeing her give and give when she herself has nothing left, is such an aspiration not just to me but for others as well. I hope to become even half the woman she is. Independent, strong, powerful, are all words that are perfect descriptors of why she inspires myself now and for the rest of my life.
By Petunia Ashley6 years ago in Families
Lioness
Strong like a lioness, she fought scorned and alone through the day. She fought through her thoughts, danced through her job going here and there rapidly, difficultly, till finally she came home to her selfish cubs, lovingly listening to their tales. We, to her, was her greatest joy. Her, to us, was our hero, though not then. We thought we were above showing love and appreciate. Yet she loved us without it. She loved us when she didn't yet love herself. She was a goddess, like Hera, working to keep our family up and running when we were abandoned.
By Maya James6 years ago in Families
Poor little Rich Girl
Start writing...I was born in CHI.. May 15 to LaVerne Williams and Charles SOMERVILLE, I was a Premature baby 3.5 ounces.. I had to be helicoptor to Micheal Reese hospital! to go their Facility for the first for premees. After I was there for couples weeks my mom say they came to visit and my feet was bandage.. Why!!!! They did something to me.. I can't tell u I was a Baby.. but I still can show u the Mark for life! My Mom is my Inspiration she try to sue, but they told lawyers they had no record of Me.. 😪 I was suppose to be Rich, but they did something to Me and lied about it! Saying I was never there. My Mommy has be threw so much before I was born that her Strength and Resilence is so remarkable! I also stay postive! She Say I'm her lifesaver! And all I want to do was be just like her! Beauty, Grace and Sweet caring ❤ she would help strangers.. feed u and u could stay with her forever if u like! Now my Mommy is going thru.. She has kidney Failure.. I just want her to live and not worry.. she is adored by many because of her Warmth, Spirit and Joy she brings.. I watch her getting together and somedays she weak! But she never gives up! She is so Rich her beauty of skin and voice.. she is rare! She is my only Parent and I just want her to Be happy! Because she made Us happy! Me and my two Sisters Yolanda and Diamond! We may not have it all! But Our Presence will Enlighten You! I give people advice on Health and Wealth! You Are Rich! The less Worry and More Positivity U Shine! Through Meditation Creating New levels of thinking! I encourage others and my Mother! She said I'm the Mom. As a lil Girl I seen what she went thru just because she was so Beautiful, people rob and tried to kill Us for Real. MY Mom is my inspiration because she never give up! I want to show her life can be joyous! We have create our own skin and hair just using stuff we eat! I created a mask for hair! Called Bannana Silk. It overnight treament. Avacados, honey, bannanas,eggs,Aloe vera and lemons mix and apply to hair. Put on plastic cap leave for 1hr or over night! Soft and Shine hair🤩 We inspire to be loving and Beautiful inside and out! I'm a singer and songwriter. I grew up poor sometimes each just cheese. I have park benchs and cold days no heat, but I knew I had to be Strong for my Mother.. She is 5.1 and 71years young, skin of teenager! SHE will make u feel like your one of her own, if u need to talk she will always be the Grankids Fav.. My Mom has Took care of kids that not relate but they love her as Grandma ICY! I have friends that don't like Me! But say How your Moma doing? My SoN Paris adores her! She was a fashion and hair designer with Flare of Diane Ross and Chaka Khan! Skin so pretty they say what type of make up u wear . She say Nothing is my Skin☺ My Mommy is also funny and light of the party.. My Mom and Dad Born Dec.2 and Dec 3. I was a loved Child, My dad told my Mom I wanna see that shape in a tall frame. I WAS NOT IN WOMB AND HE KNEW I WAS A GIRL 1ST BORN OF HIS! I have a song called Real Good by SOMERVILLE. I just wanna make my Mommy proud! And Son Inspired! Being the 8th Child, my mommy lost twins and 3girls. I'm the baby and l look out for my Mom l'm the reason she here, your Mom and Father are Priceless they will Forever be Missed if they leave so love them to the Fullest even when they make u Mad! She has made me stronger because I know she has gave her all for her children and Grankids! She need her own Mama's House! When I was liitle Girl she use always put me in fashions shows and plays I was the Fairy God Mother in Cinderella! Always wore velvet suits and black and white baby doll shoes! My Mommy always like to be Glamourous and think outside the box. She went to Pivot Point hair school and when she walk across the stage.. her teacher called her ICY SPICY and her nickname ICY was born. A brillant soft spoken lady u would love to meet. She has impact lives and gives her last to her family, she doesn't care about money she rather give to see JOY on others makes her happy! Chritmas is her favorite time of the year.. she became santa one year, she had accident and got money gave it all away to family and friends! Her value is love, Peace and harmony! The World would be so much Better is there was no Greed and Envy! My Mommy shows u value is love for each other makes a whole difference to the Mind!🌠
By Shanta Somerville6 years ago in Families
Mary
When people hear my life story from Fostercare to adoption, stealing my identity a couple times, and all the other petty little things you did mom they wonder how I could forgive, love and miss you, yet still call you momat first I would have agreed. I use to get so angry and hurt when Mama Lu wouldsay that I was going to turn out just like you, Mama Mary. (I always had to live my life my way and we were learning together how to be a family. I'm positive I frustrated Susan no end, I frustrated myself too 😏
By Rebecca Prohaska6 years ago in Families
A virtuous woman *edited*
Words fail to describe the beauty of the one I call mama. A woman who has fought for me and loved me through my most shameful and hateful days. Through wounded knees and broken hearts. Through ups and downs and merry go rounds. Memories of my childhood burst into my mind at random occasions demanding my celebration of this very special woman. Like when she would console me about a bad grade or help me see the good in a nasty person. She has taught me so much truth and corrected me with love so sweet but oh so tough. Like her loving heart, her her hands have always been open to give me all I need and have the courage to ask for. She certainly withholds no good thing from me and my siblings. This is not to say that we are spoilt. On the contrary, growing up we had the strictest dad on the block.
By Amanda Awobasivwe6 years ago in Families
Was my Dad the real Indiana Jones?
When I was at school I always struggled when someone asked "What does your Dad do?" as it was a little hard to explain. If I gave them the truth they'd say I was making it up. I think my favourite example of this was when I was on the first date with my future wife. Sue asked me the question and I answered her truthfully.
By Andrew Sutton6 years ago in Families
‘Phenomenal Woman
Where do I begin? Should I start off by saying my very dear friend, or should I start by saying the woman who inspired me is my mother. A very dominant, strong, and brave woman. A woman who jumped every hurdle and overcame every obstacle that life throwed at her. Raising 2 children by herself, striving every day, working through her pregnancies to provide for me and my brother. My mother is my biggest inspiration because she simply has taught me the meaning of there is no excuse. No matter who supports you or who will be there for you physically, mentally, or emotionally you will have to do it yourself. Never depend on another person to do something that you are capable of doing. My mother also inspired me to be the best mother I can be to my children. I watched her go without to provide for my brother and I . I watched her sweat, I watched her cry but I also watched her never give up. The phenomenal woman she is pushed me to finish college and graduate while I was pregnant. She didn’t allow me to give up on myself. The spiritual side of her gave me faith and taught me how to pray without ceasing. I understood that whatever I wanted god to do I had to pray about it. My mother told me that no matter what goes on around me to pray and keep god first. She taught me virtues and values. I literally watched my mom everyday saying that no matter if she gave us everything we wanted or not she made sure we had everything we needed even if that meant making sacrifices. I would hear her pray so hard for me and my brother and that taught me how to pray for and over my children. I sit and think to myself of ways I can repay her for all of the things she has done for me and the sacrifices she made. My eyes are filled with tears as I wonder how did she manage and I look at myself and see her in me. Mother I want you to know that I appreciate everything you have done and everything you continue to do for me and my children. Dealing with me is probably the hardest thing but you manage to do it somehow. I hope that my story I shared will inspire and touch the lives of those who have experienced the same thing as me.
By Naporshia Nelson6 years ago in Families
