family

Family unites us; but it's also a challenge. All about fighting to stay together, and loving every moment of it.

Throughout your life, no one will love you solely for your achievements.
After staying in the psychology industry for a long time, the more books I read and stories I heard, the more I discovered The original sin of many inner problems is a kind of strict self-requirement that is almost paranoid:
By Dr.Lan2 years ago in Humans
The Resilience of a Houseplant
Introduction: Amelia, a houseplant residing in a small, one-bedroom apartment on the third floor of an aging building, stood proudly on the windowsill. With vibrant green leaves reaching towards the faint stream of sunlight, Amelia not only adorned the space but also symbolized resilience, becoming an unexpected source of comfort and strength for her owner, Emily.
By M RIKZAN FALERI2 years ago in Humans
Art, Love, and Ghana: Esther's Journey to Asking for Help
Life in Ghana is a vibrant tapestry woven with threads of tradition, love, and resilience. Nestled within this rich cultural landscape is the story of Esther, a young girl grappling with life's challenges. Her tale, chronicled within the pages of this thought-provoking book, Rising Above Adversity: Discovering the Power of Unity and Asking for Help in Ghana, offers a glimpse into the universal struggles we all face.
By NII LANTEY PARKER2 years ago in Humans
A Father's Journey
In a quaint suburban neighborhood, nestled among the familiar houses and manicured lawns, there lived a man named Tasin. He was a single father, devoted to his two remarkable children, Lily and Max. Their family's story was not one of perfection but of resilience, and it carried a timeless message of love.
By Shidhartha Howlader2 years ago in Humans
Lulled by Sea Stories in the British Virgin Islands
Commander Darla capably moored the Coral Ocean for the evening, moving the smooth 68-foot length away from the reef and into the sanctuary of Extraordinary Harbor on Jost Van Dyke in the English Virgin Islands. That cultivated, she made a beeline for the smaller cookroom to set up our supper. New got yellow blade fish and sautéed island vegetables… .hopefully acceptable.
By Boris N2 years ago in Humans
A Mother's Love
A lady called Jeje was known all through for her riches or excellence but for her faithful adore and dedication to her as it were child, a youthful boy named Ethan.
By Saheed Kayode Moshood2 years ago in Humans
A day to kill
Once upon a time, in a world not too dissimilar from our own, there existed a peculiar tradition that had endured for centuries. It was known as "The Day of Reckoning." On this fateful day, each year, the inhabitants of a small, isolated village were granted the power to take a life without consequence. This extraordinary power came with a single rule: it could only be used once a year. The village, nestled deep within a dense forest, had been founded by a group of weary travelers who had sought refuge from a world plagued by violence and cruelty. In their new home, they believed that the annual ritual would serve as a stark reminder of the value of life and the gravity of taking it away. Over time, the tradition became more than just a grim reminder; it became a defining aspect of their culture, shaping their values and beliefs. The people of the village lived their lives in peace for the most part, cherishing their neighbors, nature, and the precious lives they were allowed to lead. But on The Day of Reckoning, a palpable tension would hang in the air. The villagers would spend the days leading up to it reflecting on their choices, questioning whether they could justify the use of their power or if they should let it pass for another year. In the village, there lived a man named Ethan. He was known for his kindness and gentle demeanor, tending to the village's gardens and caring for injured animals. Ethan had lived his entire life without ever using his power, and he was proud of it. On The Day of Reckoning, he would retreat into the woods, far from the temptation of taking a life. But this year was different. A series of unfortunate events had unfolded in the village, culminating in a devastating fire that destroyed much of the community's food supply. Starvation loomed, and hope was waning.
By claudiu vieriu2 years ago in Humans
The Vanishing Echo
In a quaint little town nestled between rolling hills and lush forests, there existed a mystery that whispered through the generations—a tale of women who vanished without a trace. The wind carried their names like a mournful echo, haunting the hearts of those who remained.At the heart of this enigma was Evelyn, a woman of grace and fire. Her eyes held the secrets of ancient stars, and her laughter danced like sunlight on a river's surface. She had a spirit that refused to be confined, and a heart that beat with a fierce love for life.One autumn eve, the leaves kissed by the setting sun, Evelyn set out for the forest that cradled the town. It was said that the trees held ancient wisdom, and she sought solace among them. As the shadows grew long, a hushed melody of leaves rustling and owls singing to the night enveloped her.Days turned to weeks, and Evelyn did not return. Panic gripped the town, and whispers of the vanished women took on a sharper edge. The community searched, their lanterns piercing the inky darkness of the woods, but all they found were empty echoes.Among the searchers was Clara, Evelyn's closest friend. She was a woman of determination, her heart tethered to Evelyn's by bonds stronger than blood. Clara's eyes held a storm of worry, but her spirit was unyielding. She vowed to uncover the truth, to unravel the mystery that shrouded her dearest friend.As Clara delved into the past, she uncovered faded journal entries and cryptic poems that spoke of ancient rituals and a force that dwelled deep within the forest's heart. She found paintings, their colors still vibrant, depicting women with ethereal auras fading into the woods, their gazes forever lost to the world.With each revelation, Clara's resolve grew. She ventured into the forest, guided by the memory of Evelyn's laughter and the echo of her name. The woods were alive with whispered secrets, ancient and ageless, a chorus of voices carried on the wind.Days turned into months, but Clara pressed on. She followed the winding paths, discovering hidden groves and forgotten ruins, their stones imbued with stories of love and sacrifice. She felt the presence of the vanished women, their spirits a comforting presence, urging her forward.One fateful night, beneath the argent glow of a full moon, Clara stumbled upon a clearing bathed in soft, silvery light. At its center stood an ancient oak, its branches reaching for the heavens. The air was charged with an otherworldly energy, and Clara knew she had found the heart of the mystery. As she approached, a spectral figure emerged from the shadows. It was Evelyn, her eyes now holding the depth of starlit galaxies, her form a blend of earth and light. Clara's heart swelled with a mixture of joy and sorrow, for her friend was both present and forever lost.Evelyn's voice, a gentle breeze through ancient boughs, spoke of a choice made long ago, a sacrifice for a greater purpose. The forest was a guardian, a keeper of souls, and the vanished women had become part of its essence, their spirits woven into its very fabric.With tears in her eyes, Clara understood. The forest, once a source of fear and mystery, now held the souls of those who had gone before. It was a place of communion, a sanctuary for those who dared to love fiercely and live fearlessly.As Clara left the clearing, she carried the memory of Evelyn with her, knowing that their bond transcended the realms of the living. She returned to the town, sharing the truth of the vanished women, and a sense of peace settled over the community.The tale of the vanished women became a legend, a story of love and sacrifice, woven into the fabric of the town's history. And on certain nights, when the wind whispered through the trees and the moon cast its silver glow, the townsfolk could almost hear the laughter of the women who had become one with the ancient forest.
By Žiga2 years ago in Humans
The Quest for Forgiveness
In Istanbul, a lively metropolis where the ancient and the modern coexisted, lived a young Muslim woman named Zehra. Her days were filled with the echoes of prayers from the neighbouring mosque, the tantalising fragrances of spice markets, and the laughter of children playing in the tiny alleyways. But beneath her placid façade, Zehra carried a heavy burden—the weight of a secret she had kept hidden for years.
By Zainab Aikuta 2 years ago in Humans
Climate Change
Climate change, a topic of global significance, is a complex and multifaceted issue that touches every aspect of our lives and the health of our planet. This essay delves into the various dimensions of climate change, exploring its causes, consequences, and the actions required to mitigate its impact.
By Abraham Narh2 years ago in Humans
Exploring the Fascinating World of Baby Names
Chapter 1: The Significance of Names Names are not merely a combination of letters; they carry deep significance and symbolism across cultures. In many societies, names are believed to shape a person's destiny and character. Here are some aspects of the significance of names:
By solomon Christian2 years ago in Humans
I DON'T KNOW EVERYTHING
I DON’T KNOW EVERYTHING but I know enough! The first thing I want to say is that I do not know everything! I don’t want to know everything! I have more fun researching what I don’t know.
By Margaret Brennan2 years ago in Humans