I would like to thank my Mother (Terry) for raising us–9 kids– and for saving our dad’s (Ron) life. In 1992 my dad was diagnosed with Polycystic Kidney Disease. He was told he would only live for a few more years. My mother did a lot of researching and forced him to go on special [...]

I plopped on the couch listening to my iPod while my younger siblings were playing on the floor with their small toys. I had three younger siblings: a twelve year old, a ten year old, and a 6 year old. I was sixteen at the time . . . the oldest. I was such a [...]

“Can I see my baby?” the happy new mother asked. When the bundle was nestled in her arms and she moved the fold of cloth to look upon his tiny face, she gasped. The doctor turned quickly and looked out the tall hospital window. The baby had been born without ears. Time proved that the [...]

She lingered on, not willing to give up her last breath. She still has unfinished business. She came from a wealthy family in China. Her elder sister married in the traditional grand style with four men carrying her wedding sedan. Then times were hard and her family fled to the then Malaya. From a ‘lady’, [...]

  My brother Henry was the family jewel. We all knew it. He wrestled in high school and took second place in the state championships in wrestling. His team liked him so much; they had a little trophy made that said “To Our State Champ”.  He was great at everything. Even my father stood in [...]

Prologue I sat on the terrace and stared at the full moon. As I watched the stars twinkling brightly, I grabbed my phone and browse through some pictures. Most of them were of my family. Especially, my brother. I stood up and went to my room, getting ready for bed. I turned off my lampshade [...]

  When I was growing up, I heard stories from both my parents about The War. Their war. World War II. Here’s a story, told in 1st person, about a time when my mother delivered a Western Union telegram to a woman whose son had been killed in action. In Edmond, Oklahoma, in 1942, you [...]

Submitted by Miranda I used to feel like I was the luckiest girl in the world, I had the guy every girl wanted. He was my best friend, and my brother. Many girls envied me and were jealous because I was so close to him and he loved me like I was his little sister. We [...]

Dear Son, Your early morning guitar melodies played again. They still play in my ears and those musical notes echo in my mind. Today morning as I got up, my fragile hands reached a pack of cornflakes. I sat myself down on a chair, as I poured them in a bowl on our dinner table. [...]

This is a story I wrote on my blog: When I was young I used to enjoy watching a program by Bill Cosby called “Kids Say The Darndest Things.” Basically Mr Cosby would ask the kids some questions and the kids would just answer. What was special about these answers is that they were so [...]