Category Archives: Family Dynamics
The Room that’s Filled Up with the Feel of Home
A mother who’d never been there when you were growing up, and you’d, realized that the painting you’d made was only, make-believe, translated… “Ahhhhhhhhhh, I’d, forgotten, something”, sitting in the car, I suddenly, recalled. “What is it?”, dad inquired. “nothing, … Continue reading
The Foster Parent Programs, with the Foster Parents Growing Older, the Hidden Risks of the Cross-Generation Fostering of Children
What we’re in need of, is some, NEW blood, but, there’s, none! So this is going to be, a big, problem, with these children in need, not having a safe place to grow up in! Off of the Front Page … Continue reading
Who Do You Want as Your Mom?
Interactions with her son who has Asperger’s, the interesting things that comes up in their day-to-day life together, translated… As a young child, I’d, often imagined, “if so-and-so’s mom is my mom, that would be, wonderful………”, then, there would be … Continue reading
Why Should I Apologize, on Education of the Younger Generations
The lessons you learn from the younger generations, from your daily interactions, translated… My five-year-old nephew was running around in my house, in order to not get in his way, his ninety-year-old great grandmother fell. Thankfully, she fell onto the … Continue reading
Boy Who Refused to Speak
Becoming, MUTE, by his choice, this young boy had, and it took only one session with the therapist, to guide it all out of him, off of a blog in Chinese I’m subscribed to, translated by me… The boy is, … Continue reading
It Takes a Village
The view of childrearing, being, everyone’s responsibilities, how the community need to, raise one child up well, translated… Although the U.S. is a country that’s based off of gender equality, with many measures to create the gender equality, but there … Continue reading
A Touching Story in the Sunny-Side-Up
On, the path of life, translated… That served dish of sunny-side-up that people eat often rarely shows up at my supper table, because it’d always, reminded of my rebelliousness toward my own mother. In 1960, my mother who was nineteen, … Continue reading
My Eldest Brother
The paths life has us, walk on, translated… My eldest brother wasn’t related to me by blood, but, he’d become, a member of the family earlier than I had. My eldest brother and his two younger sisters are the neighbors … Continue reading
this year, it’s with, mom’s side…photo from online Who has the right to the kids during this holiday season, should we, flip for it??? On how the children get, CAUGHT, in the middle, of their parents who are, no longer, … Continue reading