Why Grandparents Raise Grandchildren
This is my first post on Huffington Post's Huff Post 50 sight where I will be a regular Blogger. Please visit me there!
Grandparents having to step in to raise their grandchildren is an issue that has become a sweeping epidemic. Caught in a tsunami of parents who are: alcoholic, drug addicted, violent, incarcerated, too young, too irresponsible, to ill, abusive, crushed by the recession, made homeless, or just…Continue
Added by Deborah Doucette on April 12, 2013 at 7:00am — No Comments
Last weeks blog has stirred something up in me that is kin to a burning desire to find those who have vanished into the days, weeks, and years since their passing. I want to clip down the over grown foliage, mend the broken markers and fence out the cows. I have only begun my journey.
Thank you to all who sent me messages and especially to my friend Janie who emailed me some interesting links. I have barely skimmed the surface of those lives that are six feet under the sod on…Continue
Added by Sarah Martin Byrd on March 18, 2013 at 9:08am — No Comments
(I know this is a bit long for a blog post, but if you are married, or have been, you just might enjoy the ride :) )
I placed a hesitant hand on the smooth metal door handle of the Hallmark store and pulled it open to the sound of tinkling bells. Ruby hearts hanging from the door jamb brushed the top of my head as I stepped…Continue
Added by Susan Pohlman on February 12, 2013 at 10:48pm — No Comments
Added by Diane Stringam Tolley on December 23, 2012 at 9:58am — No Comments
Me and my niece in my perm phase and her munchkin phase.
Added by Susie Klein on December 16, 2012 at 12:21pm — No Comments
Once again I have said goodbye to my mother. She lives in New Mexico and each November I travel from California to visit her. Last year she broke her hip and so I was there twice.
Each time I visit my mother someone accompanies me, a sister or my partner, though once I did go alone and it wasn’t easy driving across the desert wondering what might happen to me if the car broke down. About forty-five minutes from my destination I had to take a comfort break, and reluctantly I…Continue
Added by Jean Ryan on November 15, 2012 at 6:36am — No Comments
I usually get something done during the week with my writing. I'll finish a chapter, edit a chapter or post to my blog. I also hang out on Facebook and Twitter and She Writes at least once a day.
Then school started again and the house went nuts! We'd discussed our new alarm settings and the revised timeline was placed on the fridge. Things we didn't count on - missing the bus, a sick dog, the baby pouring a gallon of milk on the floor, meetings that lasted until seven....and the list…Continue
The couple that bought the swing set from us drove a Honda Civic with two car seats side by side in the back. Just like us. The little girl had a baby brother. Just like us. I remember when we went to pick out the swing set—a gift from Grandpa and Grandma who told us to get the best for Anna and Adam. And we did. Two swings, a glider, a slide, a canopy and a ladder leading up to monkey bars.…
Added by Judy Bolton-Fasman on July 18, 2012 at 7:33am — No Comments
The day you came into my life, I honestly didn't know what to think; we had waited patiently for your arrival for months, well let's be honest, I was a tad impatient in the end.
I had planned for this day for most of my life, but now that it was here, and in the days and months that followed, I was gripped by fear at every turn, not the fairy tale happiness that I had always imagined you'd bring when you finally came.
I know I missed some of your important moments while I…Continue
Added by Jenny Darlington on July 13, 2012 at 2:01pm — No Comments
Have you ever felt like the whole world is crashing in around you all at once? That’s what this week has been like for me. One thing after another has gone wrong. The weather was wretched, the animals were loud, even in the dead of the night, things kept breaking, ect.
Remember that no matter how bad things get, there is always a silver lining.
Mine for the past week are that:
A: I have made a lot of progress on my current…Continue
Added by Catrina Barton on July 13, 2012 at 11:34am — No Comments
My Husby has four brothers.
All of which look/sound a lot alike.
Our oldest son, Mark was a daddy's boy.
He adored his father.
They spent a lot of time together.
In the early years of our marriage, all of my Husby's family lived in close proximity to each other.
Getting together was easy.
Looking back, it was a fleeting, wonderful time.
One day, the entire family had been invited over for…Continue
Added by Diane Stringam Tolley on May 18, 2012 at 10:13am — No Comments
What’s Your One Word?
Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own. Matthew 6:34
I was getting one of those blinking neon sign messages. You know the kind—the same message over and over, everywhere you turn. Eventually, you realize you have to pay attention.
That’s the way it was for me with this idea: Choose just One Word for the New Year. I read through a number of emails and…Continue
Added by Elise Daly Parker on January 26, 2012 at 8:21pm — No Comments
This blog is dedicated to my Father who passed away just five short months ago of cancer. I love and miss you Daddy!
My Father, a…Continue
Added by Carol Gray on January 1, 2012 at 6:54pm — No Comments
Suicide rates in this country are alarming.
Domestic violence and child abuse stories are reported by the media every day.
People are angry and frustrated about foreign policy, the economy and lack of…
Added by Vivian Kirkfield on January 1, 2012 at 2:08pm — No Comments
Added by Kristen on October 30, 2011 at 7:26pm — No Comments
“Homing… is the instinct to return, to go to the place we remember. It is the ability to find, whether in dark or in daylight, one’s home place… Home is an internal place, a place somewhere in time rather than space, where a woman feels of one piece.” – Clarissa Pinkola Estés
Two weeks ago, I stood in the summer cottage that has been in our family for four generations and stared at a photograph hanging on the wall. It was taken during my grandmother’s birthday – a…Continue
Added by Kristen on August 28, 2011 at 3:00pm — No Comments
It would be so easy to not feel any pain anymore.
To stop disappointing people.
To stop adding to the ragged red lines on my legs and arms.
To be at peace.
To take a gun to my head.
Or maybe to my chest.
To jump off of my dresser with a noose around my neck.
To walk in front of oncoming…Continue
Added by Chaya Zulle on August 23, 2011 at 11:00pm — No Comments