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“As case’s surge and health officials pleading for people to stay home for this holiday season to prevent the spread of the virus, many still object and continue to go through airports and travel to meet their families.”
“Well doesn't seem like we are going anywhere anytime sooner” I said to Tony.
“We can still go but we just have to be careful.”
“Careful, that's what we’re going to do. As if ev...
"If you never go after what you want, you will never have it. Live without regrets. If you want it, fight for it."
Once I discovered what a quote was and actually became... educated, I found this quote that stood out from the rest. Now let me tell you why.
A single glance at my family history will tell you that everyone - and I mean everyone - was a dentist. And they were successful ones at that...
Holidays were always fun. She always looked forward to the thanksgiving dinners and the Christmas lunches where her families got together. Differences were always put aside those days. While there was always the odd aunt or uncle arguing in another room, they’d been big enough for their voices to overtake their shouting.That was before her parents divorced. Before her mom decided Christmas and Thanksgiving wasn’t worth celebrating if it just meant her own family would be looking at her as if she were the one who committe...
Tyler and his wife Jessica stood patiently outside his parents home as the snow began to pile high in the driveway. Jessica pressed her finger against the doorbell allowing its chime to echo throughout the house. Her husband, Tyler stared down at the present in his arms. Its green tear away paper and red bow calmed his nerves for a moment before he had to make his announcement to the entire extended family. The moment of silence was followed by the sounds of locks being undone. The door swung open to reveal Tyler’s brother Tommy in his us...
"I think it's a stupid idea". With those words, Bob knew he had lost the argument. "Don’t be such a bore, darling. Pass me that sack of potatoes, please". Tilly watched him open the cupboard door, pretending not to notice when it toppled and a dozen tubers rolled out. "You didn't tell me it was open". She ignored him. At her feet were four cardboard boxes, each filling rapidly as the various components of her family's Christmas dinners became ready. "Are you cooking them?""Heavens no,...
My hand shakes as I paint my lips a festive red. The eyes gazing back at me looks muddied with worry. I spritz perfume at my pulse ports, the scent reminding me of joys in my new marriage to Blake.
"All ready, Tilda? You look spectacular."
Blake reaches for me, pulling me into his warm embrace, his calming heart murmuring in my ear. My head nods while my tummy tightens in turmoil.
Holiday always about the happy time we should spend our time together with families without any work gets in our ways. But now with the pandemic happening all over the world this limits us from going anywhere and this pandemic feels like it taking over our daily life activities that cause us to feels traps in our home. Now that holiday season is nearing there is no way that this pandemic is going to take over our holiday...
“To tell you the true, I could not wait for this…” whispered Aunt Dani to her sister Moly who, rolling her small eyes said, I know what you mean…oh God!
They were seated at the large and very well ornamented table for Christmas. The food, cakes, breads, and pies smelt so strongly good that was like it could be tasted. The house was smelling Christmas Day!
He’s the first one to rush to the door when I ring, as always.
“Nick! A whole year, not one call? Always too busy in the big city, aren’t ya?” He says it with a reprimanding tone, but his smile tells me he’s truly happy to see me. I pull him into a hug, still covered in snow from the seemingly neverending storm outside. After I take off my heavy winter attire, he takes me into the living room, where the k...
December 20th, 2017
Christmas is approaching, but for the second time in my twenty years, I am not looking forward to it. The first time was when I was seventeen, right after my parents split. It was in the summer, but I had not yet gotten over it by Christmas, and I spent the holiday crying into my pillow. This year, I will be spending the happy holiday with my father and his unknown bride.
Maybe it was the fact that it was our first Christmas with John that made things weird or perhaps it was the fact that he was officially our stepdad that made things weird. His family and ours never spent Christmas together. John would usually take his four kids a state over so they could see their bio mother and her family while we would stay here.
The beginning of the holidays started weird even...
The snowman stood glistening in the glow from the porch light. Eli Solomon, his breath misting in the twenty-degree air around him, watched the slow graying of the six-a.m. darkness with a growing sense of urgency. He and the snowman, Dr. Frosty, were ready for their trip, but with a six-hour drive still ahead of them, Eli just hoped that it wasn’t too late.
Ever since I was little Christmas was always my favorite holiday. The food, the presents, helping mom and dad decorate the Christmas tree. Putting the star on top of the tree was my absolute favorite and I’ve been doing for the last 15 years.
This year things are going to be a lot different I knew it the moment mom and dad gather us in the family room to tell us they were getting a divorce. Fast forward 5 years la...
The Christmas dinner had been a family tradition since forever. Amy remembered being three and running around with her cousins. Then, she was ten and shying away from her uncles’ praising her looks. “She’s going to be such a fine lady,” they’d say. When Amy had been sixteen, she learned to shut up whenever her aunts would say something malicious. After all, it was just a once a year thing; she could surely endure everyth...
There But for Fortune
“Can I have your attention please.”
His words barely audible over the clinking of glasses and the slurping, which although considered by many to be beyond the breach of social etiquette, was, and had been a tradition in the Biltmore family for more than two hundred years. As far as Sam Biltmore was concerned, “Etiquette be Damned!”
He had not planned on informing the f...
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