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Unique Creations: Supporting Families in a Time of Darkness
Childcare services are one of the most important staples within communities. They provide foundations for children to gain necessary education and foster lasting relationships that help build character. Though COVID-19 has wreaked havoc on businesses, this childcare center continues to stay open to assist parents who are essential workers and aren’t able to take off during this time. Therefore, Unique Creations Childcare Center has been able to contribute to the needs of the community and address their concerns promptly. Beginning as an in-home center, Joy was able to start her business and assist children who were in need of a daycare center. With her certification only allowing 5 children at a time, she made it her goal in 2007 to expand and increase her influence on the children of the community. Within three years, she was able to purchase her own facility in Fuquay Varina, North Carolina! Since then, she has improved her certification from 5 to 30 kids, enhancing her reach and impact within the community.
By Makayla Hunter6 years ago in Families
My Continental Family
"Are you surviving or thriving?" Sid Garza-Hillman wanted me to ask you. FRIDAY APRIL 11, 2020 Early this morning I had quite the vivid dream, that I was in my own bed spooning an actor. While the body type felt very familiar, I still had no idea who was behind me. Now, I worked in television for seven years, and theater for 20, so over the course of my career, and this may have actually happened ahem ahem ahem a few times. The man gets out of bed, stands up, and watches me. I roll over and see that it's Jay. Have I been caught?! Did I think I had sex with someone else the night before? A high school friend of mine shows up, who is now a doctor at Stony Brook Hospital. Maybe she's there to rescue me from this predicament. I ask her to go to my mom's house to get my keys. When she gets there, she has to crawl through a window to get them, because the house is empty and vacant. But she gets my keys, and brings them back to me.
By Karen Lichtman6 years ago in Families
The living, the dead and the process of healing.
We can't always remember events from our childhood, sometimes we remember certain events and everything else is a blur. For me, there is one event from my childhood that I will always remember. The sort of event that doesn't fade with time and doesn't get blurred out in the background, it's ever-present. It happened when I was around 4 years old. I remember there was tension in my home, although the reason for it was unknown for me I knew that it was present just like a delicate mist. We were living in an apartment building on the fourth floor. I remember sitting on the balcony with a pair of binoculars looking out in the distance for my mother. After a while, she would appear in my line of vision and I would follow her with the binoculars right up until she would reach the staircase. Everyday she had the same look on her face. a deep and dark look that was marked by exhaustion and worry. Back then I didn't know what was going on, it seemed strange but I was young and my capacity of understanding such complex feelings was very limited.
By Ioana Pasca6 years ago in Families
Why don't parents respect their children?
This piece is a no brainer, the title pretty much gives it away. It is rant if I'm honest, maybe a think-piece if I'm going to be diplomatic about it. I just want to know, why do parents feel like it is their prerogative to treat their children however they deem fit? I'm talking specifically about those that treat their children with a lack of respect, or even simple human decency for those that have it worse. I am not talking about children in terms of the young, because even parents with 'children' of adult age, fail to treat them correctly.
By Lexi Kainene6 years ago in Families
The Invisible Work of a stay at home mom.
You wake up at 2:00 am to your 5-year-old child crawling in bed with you. You open your eyes just for a second to see what is going on. You hear his very tired voice saying “Mommy I had a bad dream, can I sleep with you?” You are way too tired to get up and put him back in his room where he should be, so you let him stay. You give him a pillow and cover him up and you lay back down. You sleep for about 30 minutes tossing and turning cause you're too hot. Wake up to make sure that he is breathing. Wake up every 30 or so minutes to check on him. You have gotten about 3 hours of total sleep, when you should have had about 8.
By Italian_Mami6 years ago in Families
Mon Tresor (My Treasure)
I will say that not all poor have my integrity. There are plenty of groups of poor children, mostly boys, that will gladly pick your pocket. There's also prostitutes; not courtesans, you understand; that will steal more bills from a man's wallet when he's asleep. They call it necessity while I call it a bad decision.
By Alexandra F6 years ago in Families
A Crazy Life
Hey, you know when you are growing up in life, you think, "I will be okay." I have been raised by a wonderful family, I can accomplish whatever I want. Wow, do you ever have to step back and take a better look at where you have been? Where you are? Where you are going? You wind up being confused, scared, with a lot of doubts, amazed at how easy you "thought" it would be. When you get out of high school you think you have planned it all out. Oh yes, going to get a great job, a cool apartment. Hang out with friends and family. But, then you have rent, utilities, a vehicle, insurance, food, laundry, ugh. Where on earth did all this come from? Oh yes, lol, life.
By Ruth Harpham6 years ago in Families
