Humanity
Why it's Okay to Breakdown Now and Then
Over the past twenty months, the pandemic has robbed us of a great many things. We have lost people, lost jobs, lost homes, and lost experiences of all kinds. Usually, I am able to stay strong, accept that we are all in the same boat and that one day this will all be over. However, there have been a handful of times when it has all been just too much. I call them my ‘Covid moments’. The day my son graduated from Grade Eight was one of those days.
By Jessica Gale Friesen4 years ago in Confessions
TWO YOUNG OFFICERS DOWN
I remember a time when New York City was a booming city of tourists and a haven for its residents. One could walk down Madison Avenue and feel safe and enjoy the weekend strolling. People were friendly and they smiled. Unfortunately, the New Year came with its gloominess and worries. We endured two years of distancing and masking, shunning most social activities we once took for granted. There's a huge problem of restlessness in this city: it's gun violence. The last victims were two young police officers who served and honored their emblem. They were entrapped in an ambush in Harlem and went down, but a third officer shut the gunman.
By Andrew Crisci4 years ago in Confessions
It’s Strange But I Want To Pay Taxes To My Tax Inefficient Country
I love simplicity and progress. I thrive in those environments. When people talk about the dangers of workaholism I secretly hope none of that is true because it is only through work that I find channels to organize my life and get some worthwhile meaning out of it.
By James Ssekamatte4 years ago in Confessions
My Life
Just going to post this picture and leave it here with a few things. When this post is all said and done, I will have shared something that most just won’t share because they are too afraid, I’m not afraid to share what I have gone through, but I will say that it isn’t easy to share, and that’s probably another reason a lot of people just don’t share it.
By Audrey DeLong4 years ago in Confessions
Giving up
Normally I find myself writing something on my website, but tonight feels a little different. I haven't felt good for a few days, and to be honest I was ready to give up on it all, writing, university, my businesses, and being a better person. I just felt as if it was all too much and I was suffocating myself.
By Audrey DeLong4 years ago in Confessions
Culturally Unaffiliated
Watching a group of people perform a Haka is something that you don't forget. A Haka is a ceremonial Maori challenge. It's listed as a dance, but it feels, look, and sounds like that definition doesn't quite fit the bill. Each Haka is unique to that group of people, and it stands an unquestionable symbol of unity, strength, and the bond shared by the people involved in it.
By Tom kerins4 years ago in Confessions
Does a Kiss Change Anything?. Top Story - January 2022.
Sure, I was the kid with the winning smile, the young heart who talked too quickly and too loudly of the love he owned and wished to give away. Religion changed that. When I was twelve, Mrs. Braebrooke told me that Jesus found life difficult because he believed in honesty and faithfulness and that having a generous spirit led him to be abused, scoffed at for His gentleness. So, I and my winning smile thought it was time to find another way.
By harry hogg4 years ago in Confessions
Just For Me
I struggle to share things. I know I am not alone. I started this poem with my husband in mind. We have been married for 12 years and only in the last year did I share with him any of my writing. In the middle of writing this poem, I realized it wasn’t just him I hadn’t shared any of my writing with. My family, my closest friends. No other past relationships. But thinking back on it, that was how I liked it. Like I said only very recently did I start sharing with my family and one close friend about anything I’ve written. I am not sure what drove me to finally do so. I guess I finally began to feel like some of what I was writing was…good? I haven’t had many triumphs in life. I graduated high school, married young, and am now a stay-at-home mom of two beautiful children. Maybe I felt like I needed some other kind of recognition.
By Abbey Streett4 years ago in Confessions
Human Observation: Greyhound Bus
This story will give you a look into the life of the individuals who took the Greyhound bus on the 30th day of January, 2020. Each person was observed with intention and their actions were recorded. First I will describe what they did, then I will apply a few theories and/or perspectives to my observations.
By Briana Gardner4 years ago in Confessions
