humanity
Humanity begins at home.
Should Men and Women Have Designated Household Responsibilities In 2020?
While we all know that traditionally women stayed home and took care of the house and children, everything has been turned on its head. Especially during COVID-19, with both partners at home, roles are shifting. Even before the pandemic, it became necessary for women to work full time in most households.
By Kari Oakley5 years ago in Families
Raised by the White Is Right Campaign
Raised by the White is Write Campaign For years I have badgered my brother about letting go of the torment caused by our parents but I am here writing about them. In the current climate, I have rooted out an underlying problem. I discovered festering wounds that I am in denial about. I can finally see how my parents’ self-hate shaped my entire life. Their beliefs determined who I hung out with, where I went to school, and what activities I did.
By Auntie Becky5 years ago in Families
The Move
So much has happened in my life in the past 3 years. I moved to the West Coast and struggle every day to make ends meet. The thoughts that cloud my mind sometimes make me lose focus of what I'm working towards. Don't get me wrong, I live in an awesome community and love so much about this place, but I want to move back to Georgia.
By Chasity Wilson5 years ago in Families
Whitehouse Chicken
The first time I met my boyfriends family will be a day I’ll never forget. I remember what I was wearing, what my hair looked like, what I ate for dinner, and how anxious I felt. This was not a normal “meet the boyfriends family” event. My boyfriend lived in another country, The Bahamas, and I was just a normal girl from Canada. I took 3 planes to get here, and this was the man I intended to marry, so I was really hoping to fall in love with his family as much as I had fallen in love with him.
By anonymous rebecca 5 years ago in Families
My Life Changing Decision
Growing up I didn't have the so called “normal” childhood like every other thirteen year old kid. I had two of everything. Two houses, two rooms, two birthdays, two Christmases, and so on. You would think that I was so lucky to have two of everything, but in reality it was hard. Growing up with divorced parents made me a strong, brave person, yet forced me to make difficult decisions. In the summer of 2011, I made the most difficult decision I ever had to make, to create a better life for myself in the future.
By Brittany Kelley 5 years ago in Families
A little Cottage in a Storm
This is me, on my 30th Birthday, it’s the 7th of February, the wind outside is bitter. The pandemic hasn’t happened yet, there’s news of a few people who are ill in China, awful news but the seriousness of it all doesn’t seem real yet. My friend who’s with us in the car reads out an article about it out loud and looks at me worriedly. I tell her not to worry, it will all be alright. We’re driving in the car, in the dark, along poorly lit windy country roads and they are icy. My partner is slightly annoyed that I choose to book somewhere on Air b n b In the middle of nowhere. There’s no street signs or road names and google maps can’t make its mind up about where we are. Zoe, my baby girl is teething and has eventually stopped crying after an hour of the journey. I’m exhausted and I’m starting to feel guilty about booking somewhere for my birthday.
By sophia mckeever5 years ago in Families
Family Culture
I was fortunate. I grew up in a household with two parents with very different cultures but the same values. Both valued nature and respected all life forms. Dad's "bird hunting" consisted of carrying a rifle through the woods, enjoying watching the dog flush out the game birds, but never actually bringing one home. Back at home, mom as hand-feeding the squirrels that climbed the screen door, looking for peanuts. We all brought home birds that fell from their nests, roadkill that needed burial and so forth. But mom and I shared a special love of watching the birds that came to the feeder. And every summer, the week or two dad lived for would come and we'd pack up and head to the woods he had grown up in where there was an amazing variety of things that fly. As time went on, mom had to remain in a wheelchair on oxygen. She taught herself needle work. I still have many of the pictures she created. Pictures of delicate butterflies and regal hawks and eagles. They hang in the old cabin and in my home.
By Terry Lerma5 years ago in Families
In the beginning there was Me
I have wanted to write again for a long time but life kept getting in my way. Kept giving me new things to write about. I must say I have had a full life. Even though most of it has been hard to deal with. I handled it as well as one could.
By Iyoloshun oshuntope aka NeenaGray5 years ago in Families
