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Family is important
Being a full-time mom is so exhausting but fun. Many times we think that we will never accomplish to be good parents. We think that we are going to turn out like our parents where we thought they didn’t raise us right. What we do not realize is how much they had to struggle to take care of us where they have no money and had a hard time getting everything for us. Many times we think that we turned out to be a disappointment to our family. We may think that we are the black sheep in our family, but how can we know if many of us don’t figure out what family really is. How can we relate to family? Well we need an example as our parents struggled, they were poor, they built an entire kingdom from the bottom to the top . I remember my mom telling me that life will be hard but in reality we’re the only ones that will know how our life will look like later on in life. Our parents are the first generation to how life should’ve been but our grandparents are the ancient history of how hard life was earlier than our time. We should never underestimate family; they are the biggest blessings besides our kids. We might get scared of life and how we will turn out when we’re old whether we live a long or short life. How can you relate? Well as a kid I never got what I truly wanted, what I mean by that is having to spend time with my family instead of most of my friends. I would’ve killed more time with my mom and grandma and to know who my whole family is. My dad was only around when I was three years old and then he disappeared out of my life. How would I consider how my family should be? Well for one I love spending time with my kids and I dedicate a lot of time more than my parents ever did. I don’t blame my dad for not being there but who I do blame is my mom and my grandmother. They thought it would protect me, but in reality they hurt me from spending time with my dad. I would’ve killed more time with my dad, more time to be a daddy’s girl. I mean the love from a father is more important later on in life because we become more confident with ourselves. Family is really important to me because I wasn’t close with my family. That’s one reason why I’m a strict parent and also a loving one as well, but most importantly whether my kids think of it or not they know I love them and I do what’s best for them. Many times we think we failed as parents when your children say either “I hate you” or “you're not the boss of me”. I mean who can blame them if we’re on top of what they do every time. We only do what’s best for them and what we know they will accomplish in their life and that’s what we worry about. If we really think about it our kids are more successful then we would ever be. I never thought I would be a mom or even the thought of being a mom. I've never thought I’d ever be good at it. No one thinks we would be good parents but we try the best we can be for the ones we truly love. One day our children will thank us for what they will become in life and they will return the favor because they feel like they owe us their life. They don’t because no matter what they will always be our children and to us they will always be our babies in our hearts and in our eyes.
By Ezra Colton 5 years ago in Families
Thanksgiving Thankful
“Ready to eat”?! Thursday morning five years ago is the day it all started... Just your average Thanksgiving Day. We had ham cooking in the oven, greens on the stove, and yams being mixed into a bowl ready for the pie to be made. The air was full of love from our realities, not a worry in the world except when will my stomach stop growling. We had it GOOD!
By Michael Anterio5 years ago in Families
Fun Family Activities That Every Age Can Participate in
The image source is Envato. Since the global pandemic, we have been reminded of the importance of family. It's a time when people of all ages have been spending more time at home, whether by choice or due to quarantine restrictions. It has strengthened the bond of household members. It also reminded us all of what matters most. Your family is there for you no matter what. Now is the perfect opportunity to find fun family activities that young and old can enjoy together.
By Rayanne Morriss5 years ago in Families
After Granny passed
25 years ago, September 13, 1995, my life changed. I am still trying to decipher if it changed for the better or for the worst. Regardless, that was a dreadful day for me. The one person that I knew I could always depend on and that I knew would have my back regardless of my stupid decisions left this world. My granny always had words of encouragement and her support was endless. She unlike others knew and realized the potential that I possessed. She also knew that my awkwardness and my shyness would prevent me from going for all that I knew was out there for me. Let's not even touch on her cooking. Those homemade biscuits with gravy in the mornings were simply delicious. After the passing of my granny, my life changed. I know I have said that already and I will probably say it many more times, but it is the truth. After living with my granny most of my life, I now had to move in with my mom, 2 younger brothers, and my mom's then boyfriend (he's now her husband). It was somewhere to live. It was a house but to me it was not the "home" that I had grown accustomed to and loved.
By Trying 2 Stay Sane5 years ago in Families
Forever grateful.
Hey guys! This is so new for me, you know I never thought I would find myself writing a blog for everyone to see, but here I am, ready to share all my life experiences, all my dreams, admirations, adventures and just basic tips and advice for people going through similar incidents I have encountered.
By Rosa Sousa5 years ago in Families
Last Straw
The crash of a glass shattering woke me up. I climbed out of bed and padded out of the small bedroom I shared with my half-sisters. The kitchen was at the other end of the short hallway. There was no door, the yelling and screaming echoed through the house. Mum and Dad were fighting again, shouting words that my four-year-old brain couldn't understand. Money, drugs, bills, budget, none of these things had meaning for me. The yelling was scary. They were throwing things at each other, the kitchen table between them. Our parents fighting was normal, as was moving house every six months or so because Dad couldn't keep a job. I stood silently in the doorway, watching them with wide eyes and a pounding heart, unable to interfere or go back to bed. Shards of glass and porcelain lay scattered on the plain wooden floorboards, twinkling in the light of the dim bulb in the ceiling. I felt a presence at my side and looked down. My younger sister was standing beside me, gazing into the kitchen. I covered her eyes with my hands, wanting to shield her from the violence. Dad's older daughter was staying with her mother in the city. The scrape of wood on wood drew my attention back to the kitchen and I saw Dad in the act of shoving the table at Mum. It collided with her stomach, forcing her backwards into the wall. She was bent over, hands against the edge of the table, shock and pain on her face. A gasp escaped me, a mixture of terror and concern. Dad turned and spotted us. His eyes, already glaring furiously, narrowed even more and he screamed at us to get out and go back to bed. I grabbed my sister's hand and half-dragged her down the hallway to our room, where we huddled together on my bed with the blankets over our heads.
By RandomEllie15 years ago in Families
Children Live What They Learn
Full disclosure. I was not a perfect mom, and I know I still am not; there is much that I need to learn yet. An aspect of my shortcomings I now see manifesting in my eldest daughter whose father I never married. When she was 4 years old I married my first husband. Before we had our own children, my eldest was doted on and spoiled, but when *our* first child came along, my first stopped being the baby and came - sometimes a distant - second when it came to choosing which child would get the attention and the treats.
By Belinda Rainwater5 years ago in Families
Rw's My Life In Imperfection Pt 2
The time has come my parents have gone their separate ways. Divorce often affects us in more ways than one. I remember being told by my aunt that my stuttering problem came about because of that situation with my parents. We moved on to the city of Hayward CA to temporarily stay with our grandparents while my mom worked as a cook at a elderly living facility.
By Rw's Random Life 5 years ago in Families
