Family
Did You Hear That?
No one has ever accused me of being one hundred percent normal. Even as a child, I was a little on the strange side. My parents noticed as did my maternal grandmother. While I’m not totally positive when it started, I was aware of being “different” when I was six years old. The year was 1953.
By Margaret Brennan4 years ago in Confessions
Torch the Poet
Allow me to introduce to you Mr. Torch the Poet of THE C.R.O.W. SHOW™️! Very interesting gentleman to say the least. Bumped into him on Twitter and have been intrigued ever since. I decided to breakdown a few of his Podcast’s episodes and share why I think this dude is so cool.
By The Vibe Podcast 4 years ago in Confessions
Leaving from PARO
Everyone used to describe her as a lotus in a swarm. Lotuses die soon; they die in that swarm. She did not associate herself with that lotus. She did not connect her life with that of a multitude. She never has and never will accept that kind of death. You cannot tame a physical body when the conscious is the rebel.
By Eksaahir4 years ago in Confessions
Romance is a lie.
It starts hot and heavy every relationship once hitting the intimate stage but after awhile the sex slows and life takes over. At least that's what I have experienced over my 15 years of marriage. We use to find every excuse in the book. Like sneaking off into the bathroom or smashing it up in the kitchen. Those where the hottest of times. However after having five kids the want and desire let alone the time to make the intimate moments happen. Now do not get me wrong we attempted to make time for the quick moments but it is never the same.
By Heather Rose Pfeiffer4 years ago in Confessions
The Unfavorite
I don’t think that I was ever my parents’ favorite child. It’s not like they didn’t love me, but they just never loved me quite as much as my brother. It’s something that I’ve noticed all my life. I also feel like other family members noticed it, too, they just never said anything directly to my parents about it. Whether it would be a comment on how my mom “babied” my younger brother, or other relatives going the extra mile for me, specifically. I’ve especially noticed it now as an adult, since my relatives could cut out the middleman, i.e., my parents.
By Elizabeth Vaughn4 years ago in Confessions
to the mother of the hogwarts home
To the mother of the Hogwarts home, Thank you for the intervention. I remember when you first moved to our rural, dead end road from out of state. You were the family of four curiously named girls. In a town of many little Kaylas and Johns, you brought Saffron, Ameriah, Noellani and Keziah. As a mom who also chose to educate the girls from home, I was always intriguied by the quirkiness you introduced to our neighborhood.
By elli lucier4 years ago in Confessions
Goodbye Arya, Goodbye Jack.
Too often in life we have to say goodbye to someone or something. There are many reasons for these goodbyes, some more happy or deeper than others. I’d like for us, me the writer and you the reader, to take a moment and breathe. Breathing in so deep and exhaling every emotion.
By Samantha Mia4 years ago in Confessions
