family
Family unites us; but it's also a challenge. All about fighting to stay together, and loving every moment of it.
Roots Run Deep
The Kansas prairie is alive with the wind. That may be my first memory of Kansas. A strong wind and golden grasses bending in a coordinated dance of land and sky. When the first settlers laid claim to land, they brought with them the idea of water witches who would find the underground water beneath the loam and silt with the use of a forked weeping willow branch. The branch would dip down as it sensed ground water. If there was no water, the settlers had failed before they began. If there was water, and they dug long enough to find the intricate root systems of the native prairie grasses, there was hope. There is a certain amount of accomplishment in thriving in a vast, uncultivated environment. The dandelion grows and multiplies while the orchid withers and fades in the fluctuating climate of hot, humid summers and cold, barren winters.
By K.M. Linden5 years ago in Humans
Hey There Sailor
Richard Corson opened the car door and shivered. The car's heat evaporated out into the dreary parking lot. He donned his blue camouflage patrol cap. He grunted; his black boot hit the pavement decorated with little frosted shapes. He drudged up the steps to the ugly government building his unit worked in.
By Lucy Alice Dickens5 years ago in Humans
From 1950s ‘Domestic Goddess’ To Modern Day Maverick: How Cleaning Routines Have Changed Over Time
Taking care of the space we call home is human nature. There is evidence that as early as Neanderthal times we were decorating our caves with ornaments, and painting on walls to share stories and entertain loved ones.
By Alexander Belsey5 years ago in Humans
My Marli
14th February 2001 It was a blistering cold day. No moisture in the air, but the type of wind that hits your face like an icy whip. Still, there was something beautiful about the moments when rogue beams of sunlight pierced their way through the gray clouds above.
By Alana de Freitas5 years ago in Humans
Toys In The Attic
Asleep within the farthest corners of the darkest section of the attic sat a box. Alone in the shadows, dusty, worn, and forgotten about, it held the contents of one small boy's happiness. Many years had passed since the box had been opened so it sat gathering dust, the contents of the box going into a deep sleep.
By Riss Ryker5 years ago in Humans
Memories
Tired and sweaty, Ken left the exercise room of his high-rise building to head back upstairs to his apartment. He was longing for a shower and was in deep thought when he bumped into a dark haired woman who was about to enter the gym. She smiled at him and her hazel eyes inspected his face briefly before she continued walking and the door shut behind her.
By D E Dohmen5 years ago in Humans
All the luck
All the luck Some guys have all the luck. Some guys have all the pain. Some guys have a little sunshine in their life. My life is always fill with rain… I can't believe so many people can be so sad inside and on the outside, they find a way to force a smile. They pretend all is well. They find a way to bear with life, knowing there no one who cares. They do it for their love ones, for the people who are there night and day and can't find happiness at all, no way.
By Kewana Courtney5 years ago in Humans
Harmonic Dissonance
"I'm afraid that your heart is failing." These words echoed inside Noah's head as he sat on his couch, attempting to cope with the prognosis that ultimately meant that his life was nearly over. His gaze cut right through the television show that he wasn't even watching while he alternated between sipping the beer in his left hand and puffing the cigarette in his right. He always knew that this day would come, in fact he expected that it would have come sooner than it actually did. Noah had never been one to concern himself with his health. He had always lived in the moment, and the moments he lived in were intense.
By Vince Coliam5 years ago in Humans
A Drug Addict Saved My Life
Hoisted up and turned face down, I resembled a bloated rotisserie chicken. It’s called prone positioning when a patient is placed on his or her abdomen to breathe easier. When you’re on your back, other organs compress your lungs. So, with the change in positioning and the help of a ventilator, you're given a fighting chance-- temporarily.
By Robin Jessie-Green5 years ago in Humans
Springing into Light
It was the first day of spring in New York City. Not the first day of spring as marked on the calendar. But the first day of spring where you step outside and the warmth of the sun radiates through your body. The warm soft breeze brings you that familiar but newfound energy that slipped away in the dark of the winter. There is an abundance of vibrant people out and about sitting in the park, having lunch with a friend, reading a book on the lawn. Young moms with strollers and iced lattes in hand, catching up with friends or lost in their phones. It was the first day of spring when the city felt alive again.
By Taylor Kaminski5 years ago in Humans
