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The Ship of Dreams
It was morning. The sun was out and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. I was probably around six or seven then, maybe younger since my memory doesn’t serve me very well. Speaking of memories, some of my favorite ones involve the simple things my grandfather would do with my sister and me.
By Lauren J. Bennett2 years ago in Families
Poke Him With A Broom
Back in the mid 90s I lived with my parents in the high desert of California. The house my parents had bought was an old homestead on five acres. It was small and in serious need of repairs. To be honest, it would have been less work to build a house from scratch. My dad was doing most of the work himself with a little help from my uncles.
By Kristen Renee2 years ago in Families
Three Days. No Voice. Worth It.
Let me start with saying that having a birthday in July usually sucks, at least it did when I was a kid. Most of my friends would go on awesome family vacations or to stay with family for the summer. The year of my 15th birthday I spent most of the summer listening to Aerosmith’s new album, Get A Grip. I knew all the words, as I did to all their music.
By Kristen Renee2 years ago in Families
Potluck
When I was in 7th grade my dad worked in San Bernardino at a place called Sinclair Paint. He sold paint to companies, as well as the average person. Around this time a lot of businesses in San Bernardino were going out of business. This caused a bunch of empty buildings and warehouses in the blocks surrounding my dad’s work.
By Kristen Renee2 years ago in Families
Miracle of the White Leaves
CHAPTER ONE A Dark Cloud and the First Miracle The sun struggled to shine its light through the mist of an Irish morning. From a view of the dawn sky overlooking white cliffs that led to the ocean, a black cloud appeared. It broke into smaller pieces, separating and coming together again and again. The dark mass was composed of thousands upon thousands of smaller black dots. The huge cloud cast a massive shadow over the white cliffs of the island. As the cloud moved closer to the shore, individual spots revealed themselves as locusts. Though very clumsy and constantly bumping into each other, each insect was surprisingly polite.
By Dr. Stephen Dunnivant2 years ago in Families
She Used to Walk Along the Railway Tracks
I grew up with my mother in housing next to the railway tracks. A one bedroom set-up, with stained walls and smudged windows. The stains mum hated. She said the long smears from watery leaks reminded her of a crying girl wearing mascara. The windows she didn’t mind. It didn’t matter that they were smudged when all there was to look at was dirty, rusted tracks home to passing trains wearing graffiti. Trains which shook the walls of our building every ten minutes, resulting in mum screaming FUCK as she was unable to steadily light her cigarette.
By Jasmine L S P2 years ago in Families
Social dental assistance and Social Security dental benefits
Dental care is one of the most important points for health but also the most neglected. All our food passes through our mouth. That it is healthy, without problems, will influence the general health of our entire body. For this reason, it is important to worry about both good oral hygiene and proper oral care.
By Merina Jenkosvic2 years ago in Families
If Mother's Knew Everything
Dear Mom, Mother's day approaches again, and again I get to reflect on all the wonderful things that you have done for me. But this mother's day, I have something different to offer you. Flowers, mugs, scarves and cheesy wall art are not the only gifts that mother's deserve. Especially you. You deserve the world on a platinum platter, but instead, I will share a tidbit of truth with you. I never told you this, but there was a question you asked me when I was younger. You asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I answered you in the way you would expect. I told you I wanted to be just like my dad. You smiled and nodded your head. "Of course, you're such a daddy's girl." And I began my path towards being an accountant, just like my father. I started with lumber piling, then moved into customer service, changed to a janitor, morphed into a level 2 licensed insurance broker. Through my journey, I remembered all the different kinds of jobs you had as well when I was growing up. You processed all of the milk we had on the farm, turned it into cream, cottage cheese and butter. You were always doing haircuts and dye jobs, not to mention perms, for your friends and family, whenever they asked it of you. When we moved, you also moved onto corrective chiropracting, setting bones and moving muscles back to where they belonged. At the same time, you decided you could also cook the breakfast shift at one of the local restaurants. And then you turned around and started teaching English as a second language at the local community college. In conclusion, you have occupied the role of wife, mother, grandmother, mentor, friend, teacher, chef, physical caregiver, receptionist and so much more. And with that, here comes my confession.
By Melanie Banman2 years ago in Families
Spotify Lullabies – The Best Sleepy Songs for Your Little Ones
In this situation, you can try establishing a night-time routine. This includes bathing your baby, changing them into cosy pyjamas, and playing them a lullaby. Over time, this may encourage your baby to sleep through the night. And doesn’t a soundless sleep sound priceless right now?
By Rachel Gray2 years ago in Families