family
Family unites us; but it's also a challenge. All about fighting to stay together, and loving every moment of it.
KID69
CHAPTER ONE of my memoir, Kid69... Chapter 1: The First Fifteen First, some backstory. I was born in Brooklyn in 1953. My mother was 19, my dad 23. They were lifelong Brooklynites. Mom stayed at home, as was customary, until I was five. Dad worked on Rector St. in the city as a Purchasing Agent for the Allied Chemical Company.
By Sandy McKnight5 years ago in Humans
PEAK
Punching through the last bit of unforgiving brush with the help of a battered but not beaten machete blade, Joe was hit for the first time with the sheer magnitude of the task at hand. The mountain itself was hardly a contender for a behemoth, paling in comparison to the greats. Annapurna. K2. Everest. Thousands of years ago, when the plates shifted underground, forcing mount modest into existence, it seemed a promising up and comer. Joe catches his breath and hydrates as he sets his sights on the summit; a nearly laughable 1,600 feet from his grasp. Nearly.
By MAT WRIGHT5 years ago in Humans
Embracing My Freedom
I started slightly early and 2021, was here before I even realized it. No one will disagree with me when I say 2020 sucked! As we started hearing about the Coronavirus last year, I got sick. Sick like I have never been and ever want to be again, which in turn pushed a much-needed shoulder surgery into March. Well, we all know what happened then, we had the great toilet paper shortage!
By Roxanne R Estrada5 years ago in Humans
Love Letters from Heather
It is February, Valentine’s month. I have never been a big fan of the day. Always struck me as a day that put undue pressure on those coupled and undue sadness on those who aren’t. But the last two years I have really enjoyed Valentine’s Day—for the past two years the not-for-profit organization Brainstorm Revolution put on unique Valentine events that Shelley Hofer, Natalie Harris and I had the pleasure of orchestrating. The first presentation was a story-telling event at Barrie’s Five Points Theatre. The show was appropriately named Unconventional Love Stories, featuring true, out-of-the-ordinary accounts of the unexpected faces of love beyond the romantic realm. Then last year—last year!—the improv group the Yes Men entertained a sold-out crowd at Barrie’s Holiday Inn and Conference Centre, bringing the audience to both tears and laughter, raising thousands of dollars for our local hospital’s mental health department. We got the title right once again: Love and Laughter.
By Heather Down5 years ago in Humans
Her Love Notes
My dearest- I hope you are well. The last few months without you have been awful. I go through each day as if I'm a ghost in my own skin, wanting nothing more than to be with you. I never dreamed that I would end up here, with you thousands of miles-and another lifetime-away.
By Ashley Peters5 years ago in Humans
Choose To Keep Going
The end of 2019, the beginning of what I thought was the end. My ex husband and I separated, and I was now a single mom of two children with no idea where my life was headed, and no idea who I was. Laundry started piling up, dishes in the sink, house was always a mess, and all I could think about was drinking a bottle of wine when my kids went with their dad. I didn't want to face reality, and I just wanted to numb everything I was feeling and not deal with it.
By Lizzie Brooks5 years ago in Humans
The Little Black Book
THE LITTLE BLACK BOOK by Katie Melissa Eileen Melanson January 30, 2021. My grandmother spent a life unequalled in tragedy. Her first husband died of MS. Her second husband was completely beheaded in a car accident. Her brother was murdered with a shovel because he was gay. I apologize for sharing that, but it's the truth. At the end of the day, she had us. These stories only surfaced after her death. I was more sorry to hear of them than you. But I apologize none the less. There is enough sadness everywhere, already.
By Katie Melanson5 years ago in Humans
Childfree by choice
Here I am, 29 in a great relationship good friends and a good job.I feel pretty content with this point in my life and yet there is always a looming expectation or a young women in her prime of life. Baby making. A taboo subject if you don’t plan on giving your parent the grandkids they want.
By Laura sabatino5 years ago in Humans
Dark Side of Town
It’s the middle of October. Fallen leaves scatter the road. Cars speed by, forceful winds blow the leaves back into our yard. “Those cars drive too fast ‘round here!” yelled my grandfather. He doesn’t know that people don’t want to stay too long in our town. They’re scared.
By Zoe Suzanne5 years ago in Humans
