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Religion & Spirituality > Self-Awareness & Realization Finding your life's purpose: 2 of 81

Unexpected Treasure We all remember the line from the movie "Forrest Gump" when Forrest asks, "Mama, what's my destiny?" In every person's life, that same question finds a way to sneak into our thoughts, either directly or indirectly, more often than we'd like to admit. Doesn't everyone remember that kid in school who always...
Creative Writing > Memoirs Testimonies: Experiences with rescuing wild animals: 1 of 28

Orphaned Baby Raccoon Stole Our Hearts There are many reasons why I remember the night I graduated from High School. All the usual ones: knowing it was the last time that I would see many of my friends, my school, everything about the way of life I'd known for so long. Following all the pomp and circumstance of the ceremonie...
Creative Writing > Memoirs Testimonies: Sentimental value of a piece of wood: 3 of 9

Daniel's Tree My son, Daniel was a miracle in every sense of the word. I was a little "older" than most women are when they have children, and I was alone. The person who I truly loved wasn't free to be with me, so the only times we had together were stolen moments at his convenience. I didn't want to face what other people ...
Society & Lifestyle > Personal Morals & Values Trash or treasure: Understanding the value of personal items: 11 of 31

Extraordinary Egg Every adult who was once every child had a favorite toy; a trustworthy companion who accompanied him/her on every life adventure. My son's treasured friend is a stuffed baby dinosaur puppet named Egg. Egg joined our family when my son was somewhere between 2 - 3 years old. The small, oval-shaped creature be...
Creative Writing > Humor Humor: Cat behavior: 52 of 121

The Miracle of Tuptim Everyone who has, or has ever had cats knows that each is born with their own unique "purrsonality'. I have been blessed with the privilege of sharing my life with hundreds of kitties, and each one has left its special imprint upon my heart. Of course, there are always the favorites: the cutest, the fat...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Dreams: 351 of 591

The Search The journey began sometime long ago when I was still too young to know that the abstract destination would never be reached. I remember my mother, trapped in her own sad life, yet promised us a better one. I remember her bruised and crying. I think she knew the truth, but kept it hidden with her bruises. The years...
Creative Writing > Humor Humor: Pets: 80 of 127

Yoshi's 911 Adventure Yoshi, our 8 week old flame point Himalayan kitten had recently joined our family, and was just getting used to the every day routine in our house. Since he wasn't yet used to the other cats, for his own safety, as well as for the sake of a good night's sleep for the human members of our family, Yoshi s...
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Living with the past: 97 of 151

Tomorrow's Wish The fire of life keeps burning. A spark of hope when all around is none. No matter what, the anonymous gift; the ability to repress the memories of life's failures- all the sad moments and unfulfilled dreams. Each day awakens with the promise of endless possibilities. Looking like nothing extraordinary, the s...
Relationships & Family > Family Life Learning to take responsibility for your own behavior: 32 of 48

The Sum Of My Life Being in your 50's shouldn't be thought of as the end of life's journey. It's been said that the 50's is categorized as middle age, or lately that the 50's are the new 40's. In the age of people living longer, the popular emphasis in all forms of the media is to psychologically and sometimes physically try...
Pets & Animals > Cats (Other) How to deal with your cat's death: 12 of 14

To the outside world, Phoebe appeared to be just your ordinary Seal point Siamese diva. From the earliest days of kitten hood, she would announce her entrance with the characteristic raspy "raow" that to the uninitiated is often confused with the sound of a newborn baby crying. My son was 7 when Phoebe joined our family; see...