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It takes a village to raise a family; advice and tips to make the most of yours.
The Population Explosion
You have been told all of your life that overpopulation exists and that it needs to be dealt with for the future of our planet and our existence, Am I right? You have been told that there is not enough resources to support the amount of people on earth and that is why you see countries starving. I am here to tell you that is all a lie.
By Brittney Dodson5 years ago in Families
Crumbling the Ancestral Tethered Cord
LIFE is hard all on it's own. If you've ever been handed down a homemade quilt in the family, you would know there is Joy, there is Laughter, there are Tears, ALL so intricately sewn together, stitch by stitch, pattern by pattern, memory after memory all made up from what helps build a family.
By Victoria Cruz5 years ago in Families
Bicker Wisdom
I was raised on a dairy farm just about in the middle of nowhere, Minnesota, by my grandparents on my mother’s side. I was a good, innocent (naïve) Christian little girl. It was the 1960s, the decade of revolution, hippies, assassinations and war, but you wouldn’t have known it by me. I missed all things cultural, countercultural, and pop cultural. We had a few cows, some chickens, and each other, and that’s about it. Our only social life was church, twice on Sunday. Our entertainment life too, as far as that goes. Television was a new idea, but my grandfather wouldn’t have a set in the house. Grandma would have liked one – “for the news,” she said – but she couldn’t talk Grandpa into it. He didn’t even want to watch the baseball games. As far as he was concerned the radio was just fine. “The pictures are better,” he declared, “besides, the cows like to listen to the games while I milk.” But I got an education anyway, in the little Christian school by the church, and eventually even went on to college. I now have an advanced degree from an institution of higher learning that took me many years to earn.
By Doug Westendorp5 years ago in Families
The secret ingredient
When I got the call that my nana has passed away, I felt like I lost a part of myself. For most of my life, nana had always been there. My parents died in a car accident when I was in high school, and nana didn't hesitate to step up and take custody of me and my younger sister. She helped us weather the biggest tragedy of our lives with her love and affection.
By Niki Simone5 years ago in Families
Adrift
If you're like me, you crave to watch a movie, or series, that engages you and pulls you in. Being on the cusp of my generation as a boomer 2 and Gen X, I was hesitant to take the next big leap into cord-cutting. What? Give up my channels? What will I find to watch when I don't want to read on these dark cold winter nights??
By Maria Gronlund5 years ago in Families
People I've Lost
Some Sort of After School Special I remember that it was a Sunday when dad picked me up from Hebrew school, and told me that a friend of his had died. Now this friend shared a name with our next door neighbor's crazy beagle, so I couldn't understand why he was so shaken.
By Karen Lichtman5 years ago in Families
Suicide Gone Wrong
I grew up the second child out of four; one brother four years older than myself, and a younger brother and sister. We came from an unbroken Christian household, with a working father and a stay-at-home mother. Most would say this is a blessing in disguise, but I would beg to differ. My life has been somewhat of a mistake from the beginning.
By Adrienne Huggins5 years ago in Families







