By Her View From Home When Do You Stop Needing a Father?
I wonder if it will ever go away—that incessant longing for something that doesn't exist. Something that is supposed to…
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Dear Little Me, It Wasn’t Your Fault
Little me, it was not your fault. You were not a bad child. You did not need fixing. You did not…
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By Jilliana Dickerson Christmas Was the Way My Mother Made it Magical
Being an overly enthusiastic child, I relished the holiday season. I grew up in sunny California, so our winters were…
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By Amy Keyes I’m Thankful for Generational Friendship
I am writing this at the hospital bedside of my dad, who just had quadruple bypass surgery, feeling endless gratitude…
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By Joy A. Mead I Just Can’t Let Go of the Play Kitchen Yet
If there is one toy I would love to pass along, it is my children’s play kitchen. At 10 and…
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I Prayed for These Moments I’m Living with You
There’s a half-eaten, yellow Dum-Dum sucker stuck in the console of my dashboard, right in front of my gear shift.…
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By Kris Ann Valdez I’ll Hold on To Moments of Childhood with My Preteen as Long as I Can
This Christmas season, my husband took our laser light projector and aimed it at the Australian bottle tree in the…
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By Krystal Sieben Organized Sports Aren’t Everything
Today I watched my little girl walk an alpaca. His name is Captain. Captain is her favorite. He’s my favorite…
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By Carole Hawkins Her Future Will Not Be My Broken Past
Forty years ago, you were an innocent child. You were brought into this world for a purpose. Your innocence is…
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By Leslee Madsen I’m Grateful for This Life on the Playroom Floor
I don't remember having a playroom as a child, but now, every house seems to have one, including ours. When…
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By Lauren Barrett Dear Only Child, You Will Always Be Enough
Dear only child, Life wasn’t supposed to turn out this way. It’s been you and me for almost five years…
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Winter Gloves and Other Trauma
As I stood in the middle of a bustling English high street, trying to help my screaming 7-year-old daughter fit…
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