Growing Up Differently From My Siblings
I’m living a much more frugal childhood than my old siblings did.
I’m living a much more frugal childhood than my old siblings did.
The truth is, I’m not an adult yet. And I don’t want to be.
I’ve always shared a room with my sister. We know every little detail about each other – the good and the not-so-good.
After his best friend left for college, Robert Pedersen felt a gulf between them. He describes getting to know his best friend again and extending the limits of their friendship.
It’s been years since my dad was a regular presence in my life. Sometimes I can go a year without seeing him.
My mom has raised me all on her own. She’s doing her best, but she can’t play the role of both parents.
Remix Your Life poet Darelle Brown writes about the relationship–and occasional friction–between the natural world and city life. He imagines what it’s like to be a rose pushing it’s way up through his city’s soil.
To be honest, I even want a dad who comes with the all annoying stuff, like asking hecka questions before he lets his little girl do anything.
“Being a kid to me seemed like such a drag.”