“No, they’re both my sons,” I answered as his eyes widened. It happens every time people begin to understand that I have kids whose ages are 35 years apart.
death and dying
This is a submission in our monthly contest. October’s theme is Determination. Enter your own here! In the mirror I could see the impossibly tiny blue foot sticking out of my abdomen, no bigger than an almond. I only glimpsed…
These books deal with topics like fear, loss, and separation anxiety in subtle ways, but can serve as great conversation starters.
My willpower and strength wavered since Noah died, but it was still there somewhere. Sometimes it just gets misplaced amongst all the stresses of life.
Last fall, as our beloved family dog faded quickly into his final weeks, I tried to prepare my children gently for his passing.
Many elderly people in the American community feel neglected as a result of their age. Making a change starts with the way we treat our grandparents.
Maybe he was never home because his work was the main thing putting a roof over our heads. He didn’t speak English, nor did he have a college degree.
It’s 2017 and I have learned to smile again. I have two amazing “rainbow babies.” Still, I do not forget where I came from.
This is a submission in our monthly contest. October’s theme is Determination. Enter your own here! Giving up isn’t an option today. One mistake, one wrong decision, one moment of indulgence in self-pity will rip away everything and everyone who…
When I was 18 years old, I began studying the impact of fatherlessness on children. I would sit for hours, reading about theories and conclusions based on quantitative and qualitative research. I analyzed the behavior of fatherless children, who were…
The bone marrow biopsy confirmed the news we dreaded and a whole new chapter of our lives began, one in which we never imagined ourselves participating.