family
Family unites us; but it's also a challenge. All about fighting to stay together, and loving every moment of it.
Dear Mom,
I wish I could find all the words that best describe my mother. However, words just seem to fall short. No matter what she continued to push through the struggles life would throw at her. She kept doing so in order to give my brother and me a safe place to grow. A place that is full of support and love. Life growing up was never easy. It was hard on my mom with her being a single parent. She worked all the time just to provide but never complained about it. She had to face trials, tribulations, and fears, but she always persevered.
By Katelynn Marie 4 years ago in Humans
How To Keep Up Appearances At Work While Going Through A Divorce?
Getting a separation can be probably the hardest thing you do. Your marriage was built on the foundations of love and trust and now that those foundations are no longer there, it can make you feel quite insecure. It’s normal to feel irritable, in any event, when you're working. However, it’s incredibly important to maintain your composure when you’re in a professional environment, as you never know how upper management will perceive your actions. Once you’ve spoken to a divorce lawyer and are sure about the proceedings, you can use the following tips to take care of your mental and emotional health, even at work.
By Alexander1584 years ago in Humans
What Happened to the American Family
What happened to the American family? Women went to work. It started with the major feminist movement of the 1960s and 1970s. To narrow it down further, I'd say consumerism killed the American family. When I speak of the American family, I'm talking about the family of European descent — the white people — the ruling class.
By Brenda Reeves4 years ago in Humans
Children of the Forest. Runner-Up in Return of the Night Owl Challenge.
I can hear birds chirping loudly as they sing to each other high in the tree branches, the crunching of leaves by the feet of small rodents, and the running of river water somewhere off in the distance. Sun rays cut through the spaces of tree leaves and beam on my face. Small insects tickle the bottom of my feet as they run across the forest floor like small troops in a massive army. I woke up to the fresh smell of the pine deep in a forest confused as to how and why I am here. When I fully became aware I realized I was nowhere near home.
By Jihaad Pretlow4 years ago in Humans
Coils of Guts
Hebron. ExxonMobil. Few years. Money’d get them outta St. John’s, set them up on the road to Calgary. Calgary. The promised land. And him, here on a metal island, with its long, long legs. Leeching coil at its trunk thirsty for liquid money. Got in on a contract. Knew this kind of work. Hard work. Hard on the body. Bottom work. That’s what they called it. Tanks on the back, loose in the suit, pressure protected. Through the moonpool on the umbilical. Bellman up above. Then the pigging, marine risers, pipes and down to the BOPs and mattresses. Don’t get the bends. Nasty sickness. Tingling pain, rashes all over, numb toes and fingers and spasms. Coughing up your guts. Not him. Knew what he was doing. But not right now. Shift was twenty-one days long, started next day. Ocean was dark as the inside of a closed casket. Is he dead. We could all be dead. Like Bruce Willis. Moonlight winked on the surf like the shiny scales of some huge inky fish. Peeked behind, over the shoulder. The drill made a racket as it twisted, coiled into the bed of the sea. You could always hear the rig working. It never stopped running, even Christmas day. It thumped like a heartbeat as it turned, sucking up its tar-black blood from the guts of the world. Guts. He missed her to his guts.
By Nives Darezzo 4 years ago in Humans
The River to Freedom
The blazing sun of Baghdad set once again and when it rose the next morning, the cries of a new baby boy echoed throughout the city. Aharon Matityahu, son of Meir and Tefaha, was born blessed by the very nature of his name. Aharon, brother and confidant of Moses who led the Jewish people to freedom. Matityahu, a Maccabi warrior who saved the faith all those years ago. He came into this world strong before he even knew what he had to be strong for.
By Talia Matityahu4 years ago in Humans
A true Cinderella Story
Joyce’s story, BANG, the door slamming made Joyce jump. Her drunken father (Don) was home. Whenever he came home drunk he always found something that Marty, her step mother, didn’t do or do. Joyce ran to her bedroom to get away from the yelling, and wished she could go back to her mothers, even though she just got there. She and her older sister (Katie) go to their fathers’ house every other weekend during school and then stay two weeks every month during the summer.
By Kristina Steffy4 years ago in Humans
