By: PH1966 | 2010-06-02 | Writing & Speaking There are lots of family members I miss terribly, they were all taken from us prematurely. The one read more
By: VOLECIA PLAFCAN | 2010-06-03 | Writing & Speaking I miss quite a few people now. Where once our family was enormous, it has now dwindled down to a read more
By: Becky Williams | 2010-06-02 | Writing & Speaking Two days ago would have been his 29th birthday. I wish I didn''t miss him the way I do. It read more
By: Pamela Ashton | 2010-06-03 | Writing & Speaking Exasperating. That was the only word I could think of to describe the way Benji* made me feel. Our second eldest grandchild, he had been staying with us for three weeks. A recent high school graduate, he was trying to find his niche in the world, and not having much success. read more
By: Heather E.Hartz | 2010-06-03 | Writing & Speaking was called Holly Angela. Since we were ten years apart, we did not spend really close sister time read more
By: Janice Mueller | 2010-06-05 | Writing & Speaking the air. The neighborhood was aglow with trees, flowers and people cutting their lawns. Life was clear read more
By: Bethany Ballard | 2010-06-05 | Writing & Speaking The way I always picture my great-grandmother is the way I would see her first thing every morning sitting outside combing her long hair. She would sit on a large tree stump in front of her screened porch, comb her hair, braid it, and then wind it around her head where it would stay all day. read more
By: MotorSquirrel | 2010-06-03 | Writing & Speaking relevance to "us normal people ". You know, the ones that are not billionaires. On one show in particular she read more
By: Mrs. Jerry Thor | 2010-06-03 | Writing & Speaking The comfort of knowing, that as I lay in bed at night asleep and dreaming away. My parents were always there, only a few footstep down the hall, and would come to me if I ever needed them. That was when I was eight years old... read more
By: Tracy Tietjens | 2010-06-04 | Writing & Speaking Sometimes we never know how profoundly someone has affected our life until they''re gone. This is a read more
By: David Gittlin | 2010-06-04 | Writing & Speaking in the temporary office space we rented at the time, dressed in a camel colored sport coat and read more
By: Merrell Palmer | 2010-06-03 | Writing & Speaking THE LEGACY OF A PURE HEART "Twin?" He asked, "Could you take me to the store?" He stood outside my bedroom door and waited, hopeful. "Twin?" In my teenage annoyance at being disturbed on a Saturday before noon, I pulled a pillow over my head and wished he''d go away. read more
By: Mona Alessi | 2010-06-03 | Writing & Speaking I know that I will never forget Tonya and I know that there is someone else that will always be there to help me remember her. Tonya was a beautiful girl with a smile that could light a room. She was always looking to be someone that could help others but never could decide on a career. read more
By: Magnolia Miller | 2010-06-03 | Writing & Speaking She was seventy-five. I was thirty. Though she was not my grandmother or my mother, she was indeed a grandmother and a mother. She was elderly, but she certainly was not old. read more
By: Tobias Van Buren | 2010-06-03 | Writing & Speaking PART (2) - DIDN''T KNOW I''D NEVER SEE MOM AGAIN On the plane, I pictured Mom before me, wondering why she had worn the same all-white outfit practically that whole week - a white ruffled sleeve-neck blouse with polyester slacks and white shoes. She''d looked almost angel-like. read more
By: Ann Moss | 2010-06-04 | Writing & Speaking Love for our Parents When I gave birth to my first daughter, I can remember being so scared and nervous about raising this little person. I can also remember feeling a little upset with having my freedom taken away. read more
By: B. Tyler Barton | 2010-06-02 | Writing & Speaking Breakfast Artist There was the smell of laundry detergent and cigarette smoke in the porch walkway as I entered my grandparent''s house. I smelled it every morning as I walked into their house, but today it was different because my mother had told me that granddad had to stop smoking. read more
By: Vincent LeVine | 2010-06-01 | Writing & Speaking My first full year as a vocational teacher ended on June 22nd, just eight days after celebrating my fiftieth birthday. The career change came after spending twenty-five years of long, tiring days and many late nights, working in damp cellars and moldy bathrooms, and this change was long overdue. read more