family

Family unites us; but it's also a challenge. All about fighting to stay together, and loving every moment of it.

Forever an AUNT
This is a nightmare every woman is familiar with. At some point in your life you've wondered, you've worried, you've known someone, you've heard the sad tale. That's me. I can't have children.
By Scr1be5 years ago in Humans
A Ray of Hope
I believe that one of the wonderful aspects of this platform is our ability to share freely and refocus our mental goals. I have found that having several moments to write on Vocal Media during my own stressful life has proven to be an incredible relief. I am thankful for the opportunity to find peace in this article. As a high school student, I always wrote creatively and have used my words purposefully with intent to inspire change. This creative passion ebed and flowed until I found my dream, and upon the crashing waves, I found my hope.
By Brayden Ortman5 years ago in Humans
I’m NOT BEYONCÉ
I’m Not Beyoncé May 31, 1980 A whole year before she was ever born. I had a entire year head start. But did I? I wasn’t raised by a Tina Knowles a nurturer, a guider someone who encouraged me and uplifted me. In fact I didn’t even grow up with a father. I didn’t and don’t have any idea of who he is. Instead I grow up with a toxic mother that wanted to mold me into who she saw me to be. But she never saw me. And what she did see of me she put me down with negative energy. Nothing could ever be good enough for her. At 9 I was molested even though that happen to me it became all about her. Her using what happened to me for her excuses, her attention. I had to just shut up my hurt suppress and get over it. when I was a little girl I wanted to dance. I remember she came in and stopped right in the middle of my happy and said girl you cant dance. I can dance. She never knew how hard her words hurt my heart. I think I was 7 then. After she said that to me it’s like I instantly knew this world is cold. That was the 1st time I heard clear what I couldn’t do. And to think those words coming from your own mother as child it hurt. After I got molested she petty me. So she a little more kind. I wanted to sing so she let me. She didn’t encourage me but she let me. So I would sing in church, but I quickly seen that me singing made the kids jealous of and some adults. I now realize it was because I was pretty and singing. So the adults shunned me and put my cousins against me. Making them believe I thought I was all that. So I stopped to fit in. I stopped because I had nobody to encourage me to keep going. Nobody to support me. I was raised in a entire family of toxic energy. Everyone from aunts and uncles that competed with each other, instead of encouraging each other. My family is still the same. They talk about each other put each other down. Always trying to one up each other. No I had no chance of every being Beyoncé.
By Aresa Henderson 5 years ago in Humans
Rain 1.4
Rachel's POV The next night I dreamt that I was walking through the field, it had so many flowers in it. I held up the bottom of my dress, it was a beautiful color of blue, it reminded me of my mothers eyes. I kept walking, trying not to step on any flowers. Until I reached the middle of the field, I knew I had to wait, for what I was unsure exactly. So I waited for what felt like forever until he showed up, William. I could recognize him in my sleep, he walked up to me and wrapped his arms around me holding me there for a moment before leaning down and whispering in my ear in his beautiful accent. "My darling, I love you." I closed my eyes breathing him in for a moment, before opening them and realizing he is no longer gone and I am alone outside in the dark. I opened my mouth to call for him, but I cant speak nothing comes out, not my voice, not his name I cannot even feel air coming out.
By Lily Ann5 years ago in Humans
Your Own Galaxy
I was told I entered this existence with a comfort for self containment. Any interruption in my inner balance was met by a swift retreat in to my room, where I stayed until I felt I had regained the peace that was presumably placed within my being as the root from which all moments in my life should stem. It seemed that, even as a child, I had the very human need to maintain my own balance amongst the weights of the world tugging at every corner of us all. Not until much later in life was I able to quantify and articulate the work I had been doing in my inner world. I made my very own place within which to find the comfort the outside world may not always be so easily swayed to offer. I had built a way to make my inner self my comfort zone and look to share these techniques in the event that it might help someone to create their own inner comfort.
By Dāv5 years ago in Humans
My Father, The Cowboy
It has taken me a really long time to put this trip into words, more than a year. This story is ultimately about my experience at a quaint, old-western family dude ranch in Antimony, Utah. The ranch is as lovely and fun as the name sounds, but the story behind how I ended up there in the summer of 2019 is just as important as this incredible ranch itself.
By Jill Winters5 years ago in Humans
The Beginning
I've always enjoyed a good challenge. To live is to face challenges, so why not enjoy them? When I was 12 I challenged myself to start a new life, not knowing what kind of outcome was waiting for me ahead.
By Jordann Lee Myhre5 years ago in Humans
Penpal
My mother has always been a mystery to me.Most little girls grow up playing in their mothers makeup and clothes to be like them. I never did that or dreamed that. I hardly saw my mom enough to get close. My mother was beautiful and always on the go. She never could quite grasp a hold of her it seemed like so she was always left wondering.
By Mouthpiece of a bomb girl 5 years ago in Humans
Kevin's Homecoming
Present The Greyhound bus was loud inside, and the ride was rough. There was a bratty kid on one row yelling at her father for not giving in and buying her candy at the previous stop. It did not matter how many times he told her that there was no more money, she still harangued him for the missed purchase.
By Eddie Dollgener5 years ago in Humans
Lockdown Take 2
Well - the first lockdown was good for us. My new partner came to visit prior to lockdown and when the news was announced, we felt as both single parents we could share the pressure of lockdown together.
By David T Francis5 years ago in Humans
Facing the Darkness
I have received a text from Carol just as I left the Highgate station, crossing the street to our flat. She just wanted to know someone would be home real soon, as she’s felt the souls of our departed loved ones flocking around her & demanding to be acknowledged. Which understandably freaked her out a tiny bit.
By Kuba Vitek5 years ago in Humans
The best thing in my life
You know that feeling when you are completely lost and don’t know where to go next, what to do? That used to happen to me a lot when I was young. I had no experience in the big, bad world. I was innocent and naïve, came from a very small town, from a family who did’t allow me to experience anything and kept me on a very short leash, to a big metropolis to university when I was 19. All I wanted was to make it in life, to finish university and fulfill my big dream of singing, but above all, I wanted love, the true kind that makes you warm inside and makes you dream of wonderful things and gives you hope. Makes you believe you can do anything and get through the worst as long as there’s 2 of you, together, as one. He wasn’t that, my boyfriend. I thought he was for a while, as he was my knight in shiny armour that saved me when I needed most and had no one, his eyes sparked when he saw me and was trembling when he touched me. He seemed capable of anything for me, for us. I loved him even though he was not my kind of man, physically. Everyone laughed: the beauty and the…undernourished they used to say. I didn’t care.. he had a good heart and was good to me. Helped me in my darkest hour and took care of me. But I don’t think he loved me either. Not really. I think he was attracted to my glow, I was the unreachable for him and when I actually gave him the time of day he was love struck. But not the kind that lasts as our romance soon faded. And I wanted out, as I was looking for something more. The ultimate love. And he wasn’t it. I wasn’t it for him either. So we parted ways for a short while. But when life has a way….
By Mirabela Luca5 years ago in Humans