I sure wasn’t ready for that, just as I am sure most people aren’t ready for this kind of thing to happen. Nobody prepares for these things, they just sort of happen. One day life is normal and one day it isn’t.
Start Packing
Well, when gifts were finally being opened this particular Christmas, I came across a huge box under the tree for me. All I could think was maybe my parents bought me the stereo I had been dreaming about!
Thoughts From the Waiting Room
Expecting a newborn can be stressful even at the best of times, but when things stop going according to plan it is easy to let the negative thoughts consume you. Jeff Randhawa learned that situations like the one he went through can’t be bought but in the end made him stronger as a person and as a father.
Heart Health and My Family
It’s American Heart Month. When I was young, this didn’t mean too much to me because my parents were busy keeping me from overexerting myself or something the doctor told me not to do. Why? Because I was born with a congenital heart defect.
The Auntie Life: What I Can Teach my Niece and Nephew
There was a time in my life when I wanted more than anything to get married and have kids. At least three, just like my parents had, but with a boy in there somewhere. After getting bullied most of my school years, I always wanted a brother who would defend me.
A Mother During the Holidays
Holding the handmade ornaments from my daughter, with their crayon colorings, brilliantly arranged as a little girl of five to say Santa was arriving, made me nostalgic for those beautiful days of handcrafted gifts with special bows made by her small hands.
Remembrance Day
She told me all the things I needed to know and hear. A dying man needed to know he’d be remembered.
Dear Dad
Reading through your diaries – back during those nasty divorce years – I remember dealing with my own issues as a young teenager; never realizing how you suffered as well… especially missing mum.
Letting Go, Moving Forward…
What’s the hardest thing about downsizing? Parting with the things we keep for both practical and sentimental reasons. Let’s face it, some things are REALLY hard to part with! My old cell phone, for instance, has no use whatsoever, except that it stores the text messages that my sister Ferne and I shared daily for the 3 years before she died. The memories stored there are priceless to me but meaningless to anyone else.
My Baby Boomer Parents Up-Sized, And That’s a Good Thing
The other day, I was driving down a main thoroughfare in my town, and I saw a billboard that read: “The Roles are Reversed.” It showed two pictures of the same family.
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