Photo Copyright: Al Forbes
This story was written for Sunday Photo Fiction–September 25th, 2016. Each week the host, Al Forbes, provides a picture prompt. The challenge for each member of the group is to write an original story or poem with no more than 200 words, not including the title and inspired by the prompt. 294 more words
Despite their infrequency, the trips Tara and I always enjoy are the periodic visits to see my stepfather Jim at his remarkable mountaintop cabin.
Tara has known that mountain all their life, and confessed to spiritually “needing” to be there sometimes, to go for a walk alone, and to reconnect to childhood and peace and the memory of Gramy, my mother, who died in 2011. 924 more words
About two weeks ago, I received a call from one of my sisters and she told me that my biological mother was going through an in vitro pregnancy and that she has been doing this for the past four years. 545 more words
It came to my attention that during the last post, I cast Tyler, my husband, in a negative light. His exact words were, “Wow babe, thanks for making me sound like a dick!” That was not my intention. 407 more words
A while back I posted about becoming an Instant Dad, and earlier this week I saw an image that summed things up pretty well for me: 243 more words
When Ellis became my Dad, I was in the second grade. Although he and my Mom dated for several years before they got married, I didn’t know the great person I was getting in my life, or how much our relationship would come to mean through the years. 1,135 more words
You know life is good when you stay up til 1:30am with your family watching shows and just chilling out together. It may sound sad or stupid (or both), but I have never enjoyed the company of other people are much as I enjoy the company of my mother and step dad right now :) 194 more words
