Stories related to parenting

I saw Mommy kiss Santa. He grabbed his pants and ran when Dad got home. I’ll bet I get lots of toys because Santa likes Mommy’s cookies.

9/26/2012, 11:23 AM: Her only destiny is to leave the womb. 9/26/2012, 11:24 AM: Her destiny bifurcates into an infinite garden of potential.

Her fifth birthday, she’d had cancer most of her short life yet she was joyous. Her parents took her tears, shed them behind closed doors.

“He’s my boyfriend,” I said, smile lingering. She raised an eyebrow, skeptical. “Does he know?”

Shrill aunts doting, impersonal gifts, competitive quilts, insincere delight, ridiculous games, stale cake, punch: everything I can’t have.

The undead in hell served for eternity. Yet, her father had escaped – a hero. Truth dawned when they came to take her and cut off her limbs.