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As my kids grew older, I worried about losing them. Getting into their interests helped us connect more.
48+ min ago (260+ words) As my kids have grown up, I've tried to come to terms with the slow loss of them to the world. While this is the natural order of parenting, it's still hard to accept. They've moved forward, and I've mourned the loss of our time together. Evenings once spent watching shows or talking have become rare. They spend more time with friends than with me, and I've wondered how to remain a relevant part of their lives. One of the best ways I've managed to maintain my connection with my kids as they've moved into middle school, high school, and college is by adjusting my own interests. Adopting their interests has let me discover hobbies " both new and old. When they were younger, I'd let many personal interests slip, even giving up reading for fun. There was no time or…...
As a twin dad, I try to prioritize alone time with each of my sons. I spent $1000 to take one to his first concert, and it was m
56+ min ago (447+ words) When a friend offered me two spare tickets to the sold-out Oasis concert, I jumped at the chance. Then I realized I'd have to choose which of my twin sons to take. To make it fair, I sent both the same message: "Who wants to see Oasis with me? I can only take one of you." Of course, Charlie replied instantly, as they're his favorite band. We had a year until the concert, and Charlie spent it playing Oasis constantly. Most nights, I'd hear him belting out Oasis songs from the shower. I didn't anticipate the concert to be one of my most memorable experiences. Our general admission tickets meant arriving early to get a good position close to the stage. We showed up at 5:30 p.m. for the 8:45 show, both wearing the Oasis jerseys I'd bought the day before. People had…...
I let my daughter reject hugs and kisses at family gatherings. My boomer relatives initially felt offended.
1+ hour, 20+ min ago (738+ words) My young daughter wasn't yet 1 years old the first time she shook her head and stretched her hands out to push away a hug from relatives. Everyone laughed it off, assuming she would grow out of it. What they didn't realize was that, even at that age, I was teaching her that she always has a choice " something I didn't have growing up. Every family gathering began the same way when I was a kid. I would open my grandparents' front door, and the smell of tamales, turkey, rice, and the best of our Mexican-American world would welcome me at the doorstep. I loved the laughs, food, and family, but before I could settle in, I had to brace myself for the greeting ritual. With my shoulders tight and my steps tiptoeing along the living room, I scanned the faces…...
Chronic pot smokers warn ‘scromiting’ is worse than childbirth: ‘Almost died from it’
1+ hour, 46+ min ago (499+ words) Scromiting " or the screaming and vomiting brought on by chronic cannabis use " is worse than childbirth, according to TikTok users who say they've experienced both. "This s't's wild, it's some of the worst physical pain I've ever experienced in my life, and I birthed him, a 9-pound baby," said vanillasunshineee205, pointing to her son. "I was crying and screaming, like I can't take this anymore, I'm just begging God, please make it stop," she said. " Scromiting " the colloquial term for Cannabinoid Hyperemesis Syndrome " can initially last up to 48 hours, with people reportedly puking up to 30 times a day. Chronic pot smokers can then suffer from its nausea and severe abdominal pain for years. Replying to @cassandra.flynn66 ignore the crumb on my lip lol #scrommiting " original sound ' Vanillasunshineee Stoners have taken to social media to warn others of the torturous condition. "I…...
Chronic pot smokers warn ‘scromiting’ is worse than childbirth: ‘Almost died from it’
1+ hour, 46+ min ago (499+ words) Scromiting " or the screaming and vomiting brought on by chronic cannabis use " is worse than childbirth, according to TikTok users who say they've experienced both. "This s't's wild, it's some of the worst physical pain I've ever experienced in my life, and I birthed him, a 9-pound baby," said vanillasunshineee205, pointing to her son. "I was crying and screaming, like I can't take this anymore, I'm just begging God, please make it stop," she said. " Scromiting " the colloquial term for Cannabinoid Hyperemesis Syndrome " can initially last up to 48 hours, with people reportedly puking up to 30 times a day. Chronic pot smokers can then suffer from its nausea and severe abdominal pain for years. Replying to @cassandra.flynn66 ignore the crumb on my lip lol #scrommiting " original sound ' Vanillasunshineee Stoners have taken to social media to warn others of the torturous condition. "I…...
I’m in my 40s, single, and childless, so I moved in with my 90-year-old grandma. It isn’t always easy being her care
4+ hour, 59+ min ago (545+ words) A little more than two years ago, I woke up in my childhood bedroom for the first time in more than three decades. I wasn't home just for a visit. In fact, I wasn't even back with my parents. At 41 years old, I moved in with my 88-year-old grandmother to take care of her. (I call her Mamaw as any good Texan kid would.) All along, my family knew that one day the Mamaw would no longer be able to live alone. Since my grandmother refused to give up her own home, I offered to move in. When I was a kid, Mamaw, Mom, and I lived together in this house. Mamaw became like a secondary parent to me. Over the course of four years, she taught me the joys of old musicals and playing card games that were way…...
As my kids grew older, I worried about losing them. Getting into their interests helped us connect more.
5+ hour, 48+ min ago (260+ words) As my kids have grown up, I've tried to come to terms with the slow loss of them to the world. While this is the natural order of parenting, it's still hard to accept. They've moved forward, and I've mourned the loss of our time together. Evenings once spent watching shows or talking have become rare. They spend more time with friends than with me, and I've wondered how to remain a relevant part of their lives. One of the best ways I've managed to maintain my connection with my kids as they've moved into middle school, high school, and college is by adjusting my own interests. Adopting their interests has let me discover hobbies " both new and old. When they were younger, I'd let many personal interests slip, even giving up reading for fun. There was no time or…...
I let my daughter reject hugs and kisses at family gatherings. My boomer relatives initially felt offended.
6+ hour, 20+ min ago (738+ words) My young daughter wasn't yet 1 years old the first time she shook her head and stretched her hands out to push away a hug from relatives. Everyone laughed it off, assuming she would grow out of it. What they didn't realize was that, even at that age, I was teaching her that she always has a choice " something I didn't have growing up. Every family gathering began the same way when I was a kid. I would open my grandparents' front door, and the smell of tamales, turkey, rice, and the best of our Mexican-American world would welcome me at the doorstep. I loved the laughs, food, and family, but before I could settle in, I had to brace myself for the greeting ritual. With my shoulders tight and my steps tiptoeing along the living room, I scanned the faces…...
I’m a single mom who didn’t finish college. I struggled to land a job, but I now make 6 figures and have no regrets.
7+ hour, 49+ min ago (612+ words) This as-told-to essay is based on a conversation with Audrey Serna, 33, who dropped out of college after two semesters. It has been edited for length and clarity. It was a horrible feeling to drop out of college when all of my peers chose that route. But I wouldn't have done anything differently. I withdrew from college after two semesters and started on an emotionally and financially draining career journey that I'm now grateful for. I felt like a total failure leaving school at 20 years old. I was working just to pay the bills " I held two jobs as a restaurant server and in retail, and in the back of my mind, I always had motivation to push myself to find a more stable career. I just didn't know how. Many companies rejected me right off the bat because I didn't…...
It was the greatest day of my life. But even at 5, I saw the cracks.
12+ hour, 12+ min ago (1386+ words) The greatest day of my life happened when I was five. I mean no disrespect to all the other great days of my life, including those that involve a child or a spouse, but my greatest day is my greatest day because of four things: surprise, unconditional love, durable life lessons, and ice cream. It happened in a suburb of Boston on a perfect July day, which in New England means the sun was out, the humidity was tolerable, and the Red Sox were probably playing a weekend double-header at home. I woke up, as I always did, to the sound of my dad raking his metal teaspoon across the surface of his ceramic cereal bowl. Clink, clink, clink. Clink, clink. Crunch, crunch. Clink. That was my daily alarm clock. But on this particular summer day in 1966, there was an…...