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The Hardest Thing I've Ever Done.
I wasn’t born into a family, I was born into a lifestyle. My parents were never together. My dad took off a lot, my mom hooked up with different men, while both had a drinking and drug problem. I never actually lived with my dad but visited when I was allowed to. My mom had full custody of me from day one, which eventually turned into none.
By Stephanie Wold4 years ago in Families
A Mom Day
So, it all started one day when I was having a normal "mom" day, where I begin thinking about ever tiny flaw I have as a mom. Usually I really let this stuff bother me and my husband has to piece me back together when I break down and crumble into bits over it. But not today satan, you are not going to win this battle! I am going to be strong! I am going to keep it together! I am going to be super mom and prove to my kids that I am better than just falling apart into a crumbly mess on the floor over my feelings and self sabotage! I am going to..... Just say yes to everything!?
By Stasia Hazelwood4 years ago in Families
Unadulterated Love
Unadulterated Love Tensions were always high at home. My father drank and ran the bars. Mom was usually depressed, broke and sick. They were always fighting because he was going out all of the time. She was stuck at home raising the kids. Needless to say, the neighborhood and Mom raised me. A series of trial and error would teach me most of my lessons. Taught me my values and instilled core principles. The street smarts I gained made me the strong person I am.
By Todd D Chastain4 years ago in Families
A Single Mom’s Adventure’s
A mom’s dream is to always be able to give her kids everything they need, as well as everything they want. Sometimes, being a single parent presents the challenge of being financially unstable. In my case, I basically lived from paycheck to paycheck. At times, I could barely pay rent or keep food on the table. I struggled with the upkeep of my car, which included paying the cost of monthly car insurance, gas, and maintenance. All of this was part of the budget I had to live by. Nothing more and nothing less.
By Kimberly Pharrams4 years ago in Families
My home
It's difficult to feel at home when the world is constantly telling you the home you have built is not enough. As endless pictures of perfectly curated rooms fill my social media feed, stinging guilt seeps into my heart. Do my children deserve better? I stare around the room at the scattered laundry, second-hand furniture, mismatched walls- and suddenly my little house feels infinitely less-than. Would beige Behr walls and new furniture make me a better parent? Do my children care that the decor tying our house together is from the dollar store? Is this perfect life that I see so often online something real, or just another facade in a world that can feel so unauthentic?
By Carmen Morgan4 years ago in Families
My guardian angel
I always felt protected by my sister, even though she is almost 2 years younger than me. Since childhood, she did not allow anyone to upset me. Even though we are sisters, our characters are totally different. I was the kind of shy child who never answered anyone with ugly words and could cry even if someone just looked at me badly. But my sister was a baddass little girl, used to fulfill any whim at once, just as when Aladdin rubs the lamp her whims and what is also important she was very nervous.
By Maria Ostasevici 4 years ago in Families
