Growing up, Joe had adored his brother, Then he’d come to hate him. Now, he mostly didn’t think about him. When he did, he had to admit, he missed his laugh.

A man of God has many brothers. He is a wounded soldier – he is familiar with the pain one feels in his heart, as a close and loving brother, when a brother falls victim...

Leah looked at her parents, lost in their own fantasies, and decided that the three of them were a pretty pathetic family – but she wasn’t sure who was more pathetic: the dateless girl spending...

I’m sorry,’ I whispered. I didn’t know whether I was sympathizing with her broken heart or apologizing for a family who had had theirs broken, too.

I have produced no children of my own and my husband is dead,” she replied, an acid tone in her voice. “Thus I am more to be pitied than revered. I am expected to give...

Soul mates. They really call themselves that, which makes sense, because I guess they are … They have no harsh edges with each other, no spiny conflicts, they ride though life like conjoined jellyfish –...

I have a good life, I remind myself. There are plenty of people who love me. They’re just not around at the moment.

Ian, man, I didna tell ye because I didna wish to lose you too. My brother was gone, and my father. I didna mean to lose my own heart’s blood as well. For you are...

How did Ixtel become real for me? The world is full of Ixtels who I can help without hurting my father. Why this one? How was it her suffering that touched me? Father. I feel...

The real loneliness is living among all these kind people who only ask one to pretend!

Jaime,” ela disse, puxando-lhe a orelha “querido, eu o conheço desde que era um bebê no colo de Joanna. Sorri como Gerion e luta como Tyg, e há um pouco de Kevan em você, caso...

As human beings, we make mistakes, oh so many mistakes. We are emotional-we do and say things we do not mean, and sometimes we fall, but the people who love us will always pick us...

I don’t like to celebrate my birthday, because I don’t like taking credit for others’ work—in this case, my mom and dad. Or possibly my mom and the mailman.

I wanted a ponytail for my 16th birthday, but daddy never bought me one. He thought that not only would I not be able to ride it, but it would also be unsuitable for a...

I called my father, but he pretended to be sleeping at first, then claimed not to know me, and then claimed I had the wrong number. And sure enough, when I looked at the number...

Since my love is so foggy, I could never date a woman named Misty. Or Steve, because that’s my dad’s name, and that’d be strange.

Witty sayings don’t grow on bumpers the way babies do. I was raised by a single rush hour.

How we take it for granted – those trivial conversations; those mundane moments that we think hold no meaning. We never realise how much we rely on the ordinariness of everyday life. When love is...

I always had the uncomfortable feeling that if I wasn’t sitting in front of a computer typing, I was wasting my time–but I pushed myself to take a wider view of what was “productive.” Time...

As with Dutchy and Carmine on the train, this little cluster of women has become a kind of family to me. Like an abandoned foal that nestles against cows in the barnyard, maybe I just...

Breakfast was, on the whole, a leisurely and silent meal, for no member of the family was very talkative at that hour. By the end of the meal the influence of the coffee, toast, and...

The fact is that blaming doesn’t get you anywhere. It keeps you stuck. Blaming stops you from moving on with your life.

Jackson lead as he lived, sometimes with his heart, sometimes with his mind, sometimes with both.

The Bible says we’re to be moderate in all things. It’s good to help others but not at the expense of your own family.

When Batty got back home from walking the dogs, there were teenagers lounging all over the place, some left over from the basketball game, some arriving for the birthday dinner, some who fit into both...

The Church needs young people because they have vision for the future of the church.

The two of us sat back down in the swing and continued sitting side-by-side the first Day of June; moving to-and-fro in the swing on the front porch. A soothing summer breeze caught a ride...

When I think of Tomodachi, I think of your mother. Your mother, she too lose her baby. She lose you. That very sad thing for her. Maybe she come looking, and she not find you....

I won’t do it. I’m no more important than anyone else here-“”You are to me.

As your heart goes, so goes your family! If your heart isn’t right, no child raising system, rules, or gimmicks will ever work. As your heart goes, so goes your parenting!

Women without children are also the best of mothers,often, with the patience,interest, and saving grace that the constant relationship with children cannot always sustain. I come to crave our talk and our daughters gain precious...

My brothers’ faces haunt me. I hear their children, my nieces and nephews, asking me why I came home without their daddies. I think of their wives, imagine their questions. Our parents, forever seeing the...

Regardless of the difficulties we may face individually, in our families, in our communities and in our nation, the old adage is still true – you can make excuses or you can make progress, but...

Without fail, he always signed off on these letters with love and he always included Whiskey and Bess in the list of individuals sending this love my way. At the time it made me laugh,...

I sustain myself with the love of family.

When a lost loved one appears before you, it’s your brain that fights it, not your heart.

In the shop, breathing the scent of dusty grease and oil; in the old house, staring into the living room where Dad and Jake used to take naps together on the couch; in the sheep...

The bonds of family bind us up, support us, help us. And they are also a bond from which it is difficult, perhaps impossible to extricate oneself.

Sometimes am so worried,i complain to God that He’s not been listening to my prayers,and then my son comes and says,”hey dad,why are you not mom?”ilook at him and say,God.you’ve already answered my prayers with...

It is most difficult, in my mind, to separate any success, whether it bein your profession, your family, or as in my case, in basketball, fromreligion.

Even if Mary gives birth to a child who is not her husband’s, if she has a shining pride, they become a holy mother and child.

To begin with, I dined there on Monday, and once a week is quite enough to dine with one’s own relations.

Are you sure that we’re related?” Lydia asked. “I see no resemblance at all.

I never really grew up until I had kids.

You can never please everybody, don’t even try.

When a wise woman speaks, her words are gracious. Ask God to help you find words that speak life to those around you.

The bond that links your true family is not one of blood, but of respect and joy in each other’s life. Rarely do members of one family grow up under the same roof.

You really are like him, your father.””I can’t tell whether you think that’s good or bad.””What does it matter? It’s simply true.

The inspector had interviewed boys before, boys from the poorest parts of town. He had the habit of not specifying “mam” or “dad” or even “parents.” They were things he knew not every child possessed...

So your brother is a winged horse. But you’re also my half brother, which means all the flying horses in the world are my…You know what? Lets’ forget it.