Tag: family
group name: onewordatatime
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July 20, 2008 02:42 AM EDT --
There were many days when she thought back to that day in June of 1970. She was not sure if it was a blessing or a curse. How many years had it been? And still, there were times she dreamed of her . . . more
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November 28, 2006 06:01 AM EST --
As Dena turned away from the changing table with Alyssa in her hands, I heard a faint gasp, barely audible, like a whimper. My wondrous daughter's body instantly turned as limp as the . . . more
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September 09, 2006 08:56 PM EDT --
"I want, I want, I want,"...I want to stop hearing those words! I love you, you are my pride and joy but please for a moment stop speaking. No scratch that, I would never silence such a brilliant . . . more
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October 10, 2006 04:10 PM EDT --
In his memoir Tuesdays with Morrie and his novel The Five People You Meet In Heaven, New York Times bestselling author Mitch Albom succeeded in creatively addressing the struggles we all encounter in how . . . more
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September 30, 2006 08:20 PM EDT --
I'd tell but
You'd make a joke
I'd reach out
But you would flinch
I'd give but you wouldn't know
What went into this gift of heart
And how I wanted it to touch yours
I'd ask but . . . more
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April 02, 2007 02:41 AM EDT --
H.P. died yesterday morning. I did not mourn him though maybe I should have since he has been my companion for the past five years come this May. But the decision had to be made. Over . . . more
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March 20, 2007 01:43 AM EDT --
As children we tend to adapt to where we are, even if we don’t really like the fact that we are there. That’s what happened with my family moving to North Augusta to the little duplex apartment. . . . more
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March 25, 2007 05:03 PM EDT --
It was summer and I hadn’t been married long. Bruce and I were up in Greenville visiting my cousin, Linda, and her husband Sammy. They lived down near the Saluda River in a mobile home; they were . . . more
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August 31, 2006 08:33 PM EDT --
Writing is a form of self expression where I can communicate how I feel about life. I am still trying to find what my writing niche is. I also have recently been trying to write about some of the good . . . more
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June 08, 2007 03:07 AM EDT --
Recently I wrote an article about CBS cancelling Jericho. Not many people commented on it, and that's ok. Either no one cared or the people that watched it and liked it didn't think they could . . . more
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October 18, 2006 11:47 AM EDT --
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September 06, 2006 11:10 PM EDT --
Tears stream down my face. I put the clutch in park and fall into my steering wheel. "Why me? Why me God?" My cries become shriller and shriller as panic sets in. I want . . . more
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September 15, 2006 02:10 PM EDT --
Here is another glimpse into the writing of my grandmother. Sometimes, she breaks my heart.
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Who's . . . more
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September 18, 2006 02:37 PM EDT --
Reading about my grandmother's relationship with my mom, from grandma's point of view, is hard. They had a strained relationship. It makes me appreciate my relationship with my . . . more
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July 12, 2007 09:19 PM EDT --
This past week I have been making runs to my sister's cranberry bogs on the other side of Carver for aged manure. Anne and her husband own acres and acres of cranberry bogs and in one of the . . . more
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April 20, 2007 02:27 AM EDT --
Betty sat in her wheelchair staring out the window. She had no real thoughts or they all seemed to be scrambled up and she didn’t know why. Right now it didn’t bother her as she sat there looking . . . more
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February 10, 2007 04:43 PM EST --
Many students have started to realize that they have a lot of empty time on their hands. Some people spend this time chatting online, others try to fill it in with work, and still, others just laze around . . . more
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October 29, 2006 11:40 AM EST --
Almost six months pregnant and resembling a beached whale, I used to pass the time working large cardboard puzzles. I'd set up the card table in the bedroom.
One afternoon in late September, I'd . . . more
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September 14, 2006 01:18 PM EDT --
I took a vacation last week to go home and collect my grandmother's diaries. She's been dead for almost a year now, but I can still hear her voice in her stories. And oh, she wrote . . . more
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August 09, 2007 08:05 AM EDT --
I’m no Edison, or Marilyn, no, not even close.
Nor Beethoven or Blondie.
I’m not like anyone else.
I not Ginger Rogers, have no Fred Astaire.
The direction of my feet in somewhat . . . more
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