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Clowns are not scary
When I was about 8, around 1985, I heard about a contest on the oldies radio station. It was a drawing contest. Contestants were to draw their best picture of a clown and the winner would get to go to the circus for free with 3 friends and get their faces painting by the clowns before the show. So, I promptly drew my masterpiece clown and my mom sent it in.
By Dawn Smith6 years ago in Families
My Favorite Mistake
The task was simple: a walk from point A to point B. My guardian (don’t remember which relative or friend) had told me with specific instructions to return home before it got dark. As the scenery was bathed a soft pink my body laid comfortably on the soft grass, the sound of the moving trees bringing a smile to my face. The sudden chill made my sleepy eyes open as I eyed the sinking sun. Abruptly her words awoke me from my peaceful day dream;
By Shay Hanae6 years ago in Families
Roll with the punches
How can a statement like this, really be that true! Well let me tell you, I cannot tell you how many time I have heard other say lives gives you lemons make lemonade, but in my experience, I am about to through the lemons at the person saying it. Most think yeah someone else just told me the time old statement, they really don’t care what the meaning is behind what I am telling them, or at least I have had this feeling more than once. What I am trying to get at here is we all think it is just a statement but what happens if a series events in your life gives you no other choice but to “roll with the punches”
By Felisha Savard6 years ago in Families
Choose to be Happy
I was in a terrible car accident years ago. A seemingly normal day. I was on my way to work. Only 22 years old, cruising 80mph down the freeway when I heard my phone buzz from the passenger seat. Maybe it was human reflex or force of habit that pulled my eyes away the road. I turned my gaze toward the cell phone hum against the leather seat. Only a blink. A moment. When I looked up, a semi-trailer was at a dead stop not 10 feet ahead. Time stopped. Calm came over me as I watched the front end of my car folding against the trailer, my inevitable demise, in slow motion. My higher conscious spoke, “I’m ready. I’m ready to go home.” Overcome with peace and trust I lifted my foot off the break...
By Billie Lynn Codi 6 years ago in Families











