Being on the other side of cancer is easier than being in the middle. When you’re in the middle, it’s like being at sea and not knowing where you’re going. Some days were easy, while others were very challenging. The best parts of being sick were seeing all the friendly [...]
My memory is when I moved to Texas from England. I remember that we were in the airport and my mom, dad, and my sister started crying because they didn’t want to leave. They were all older than me and had more to say goodbye to than me. We moved because my dad got a [...]
I wonder what kind of dog I will have. I hear the ocean. I see the beach. I want Christmas to come. I am kind. I pretend Christmas is here. I feel a thousand feet tall. I touch winter’s snow. I worry about my mom and dad. I cry for my mom when she is [...]
I watch my mom cooking away, her mind full of delicious recipes. I find her face full of concentration; my own, full of delight at the sweet smells wafting up my nose. I watch hungrily as she puts in the last ingredient and stirs it with a wooden ladle. She scoops it out into a [...]
My mom told me to plant a story, so I took my pencil shovel and planted her past. I planted my mom and my uncle as kids. My uncle Joe would always get into trouble. My mom would too, because my uncle played marbles with his friends, and my mom would whine because she wanted [...]
I have never met my grandparents before, but my mom told me about them. She told me that my grandpa got milk from the cow and made it into cheese then sold it. She told me that they had lots of animals, like cows, pigs, horses, dogs, sheep, and goats. When my mom was little, [...]
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Also tagged Chicken, chihuahua, family, Goat, Grandparent, Mexico, mother, parents
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