Category Archives: FAMILY

My grandfather would walk into the house, on a summer evening after his work, then empty his catch of mud crabs into the bathtub.

My Grandfather’s Ice Pigeons – Robert Adamsom

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One becomes a grandfather and one sees the world a little differently. Certainly the world becomes a more vulnerable place when one has a grandchild, or now I have two. And I think that possibly there’s some tenderness that came out of just time and age and being a parent and grandparent.     

C. K. Williams

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And we are governed with our mother’s spirits

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Lydia Hoyt Farmer :

Happy is that mother whose ability to help her children continues on from babyhood and manhood into maturity. Blessed is the son who need not leave his mother at the threshold of the world’s activities, but may always and everywhere have her blessing and her help. Thrice blessed are the son and the mother between whom there exists an association not only physical and affectional, but spiritual and intellectual, and broad and wise as is the scope of each being.

After clouds a clear sun. (Latin) .

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“What did you call her?” she asks but I don’t think it’s her real question.
“Sunshine,” I say, and she smiles like she believes it’s perfect and she may be the only person other than me who would think so.
“What is she to you?” she whispers. The real question and I know the answer even if I don’t know how to say it.
Drew’s muffled voice rises up from the floor before I can respond.
“Family,” he says.
And he’s right.”

― Katja Millay, The Sea of Tranquility

I never saw an oft-removed tree, nor yet an oft-removed family that throve so well as those that settled be. Franklin

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Bernice Weissbourd :

But however the forms of family life have changed and the number expanded, the role of the family has remained constant and it continues to be the major institution through which children pass en route to adulthood.

[Bernice Weissbourd (20th century), U.S. president and fellow of Family Focus, and Carol Grimm (20th century), U.S. fellow of Family Focus. “Family Focus,” Children Today, vol 10, no. 2 (March/April 1981).]

“I don’t think I’ve drunk enough beer to understand that.” ― Terry Pratchett, The Last Continent

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Jurgis, being a man, had troubles of his own. There was another specter following him. He had never spoken of it, nor would he allow any one else to speak of it–he had never acknowledged its existence to himself. Yet the battle with it took all the manhood that he had– and once or twice, alas, a little more. Jurgis had discovered drink.  

He was working in the steaming pit of hell; day after day, week after week–until now, there was not an organ of his body that did its work without pain, until the sound of ocean breakers echoed in his head day and night, and the buildings swayed and danced before him as he went down the street. And from all the unending horror of this there was a respite, a deliverance–he could drink! He could forget the pain, he could slip off the burden; he would see clearly again, he would be master of his brain, of his thoughts, of his will. His dead self would stir in him, and he would find himself laughing and cracking jokes with his companions–he would be a man again, and master of his life.  

It was not an easy thing for Jurgis to take more than two or three drinks. With the first drink he could eat a meal, and he could persuade himself that that was economy; with the second he could eat another meal–but there would come a time when he could eat no more, and then to pay for a drink was an unthinkable extravagance, a defiance of the agelong instincts of his hunger-haunted class. One day, however, he took the plunge, and drank up all that he had in his pockets, and went home half “piped,” as the men phrase it. He was happier than he had been in a year; and yet, because he knew that the happiness would not last, he was savage, too with those who would wreck it, and with the world, and with his life; and then again, beneath this, he was sick with the shame of himself. Afterward, when he saw the despair of his family, and reckoned up the money he had spent, the tears came into his eyes, and he began the long battle with the specter.

THE JUNGLE – Upton Sinclair  

It’s so much darker when a light goes out than it would have been if it had never shone. John Steinbeck,

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Children don’t say his name or try to find him.

Dad is not a word they use. His absence is a thin

Erratic line through the years. At five, his own

Father left, and never returned. Call it a pattern.

The Welfare Of My Enemy by Anthony Lawrence

http://rochfordstreetreview.com/2012/03/27/poetry-of-the-great-australian-nightmare-rae-desmond-jones-reviews-the-welfare-of-my-enemy-by-anthony-lawrence/

“To show the thumb” is a vulgar act amongst children and stupid people in Kashmir .

I took out the ashes from the fire-place, I put them into a basket ,and then threw them away. I have done three works. 
I woke up the baby and gave him a little milk, and then I put him to sleep again. I have done six works. 

As busy as a hen with one chicken. 

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Are the horns too heavy for the bullock ?
No matter how large the family the father would not willingly part with one of his children 
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I smell the whiskey on your breath. And you beg for me to put your temper to the test. You slap me around, and call me names. Mom, I’m sick of playing these games.

Please Stop, Mom. © Kayla S. BirdnoDRUNKENNESS BANISHED1 1 1 1 1 1 1 The Daily News (Perth, WA - 1882 - 1950), Tuesday 8 August 1950,

The Daily News (Perth, WA : 1882 – 1950), Tuesday 8 August 1950,

http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article84473769

Where there is love there is no darkness.

Burundian proverb

http://afritorial.com/the-best-72-african-wise-proverbs/

 

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Riches

© Jeanne D. Rhein
They say that times were tough then
That money was very tight
But I remember my childhood
And I know that can’t be right

Mom would cook our dinner
Dad came home at five
We were all sitting at the table
Waiting for him to arrive

We wouldn’t eat from a microwave
Or a restaurant down the street
We all ate Mom’s home cooking
And boy that can’t be beat

We didn’t eat in front of the TV
Or with a phone in our hand
We weren’t plugged into a stereo
bopping to the latest band

We would all sit at the table
Everyone in their place
There were never any surprises
We recognized every face

Brothers to the left of me
Sisters to the right
That’s the way we ate dinner
Every single night

We laughed we joked we talked we ate
We were a family don’t you see
Though some may have been raised poor
You can see it wasn’t me

We ate collards we ate biscuits
We ate fatback and blackeyed peas
We said yes sir we said no sir
We said thank you ma’am and please

So when you talk of family life
Or how it used to be
Though many had more money
None were as rich as me

Source: Poem About A Loving Family Eating Together, Riches http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/riches#ixzz2rD8gkHlt
Family Friend Poems

 

 

Do not yell “dinner” until your knife is in the loaf.

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In truth a family is what you make it. It is made strong, not by number of heads counted at the dinner table, but by the rituals you help family members create, by the memories you share, by the commitment of time, caring, and love you show to one another, and by the hopes for the future you have as individuals and as a unit.

MARGE KENNEDY, The Single Parent Family

Read more at http://www.notable-quotes.com/f/family_quotes.html#ApvqFm0DDJ4Pw9gc.99

All happy families resemble one another; every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way. ~ Lev Tolstoi

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May God grant you always…
A sunbeam to warm you,
A moonbeam to charm you,
A sheltering angel, so nothing can harm you.

http://tacomaweekly.tripod.com/Irish-Quotations.html

It is as grandmothers that our mothers come into the fullness of their grace. Christopher Morley

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I’ll dance with mob on this red Land, munda wiru

place

I’ll dance away them half-caste lies ‘cos I got my

Nanas face!

Ali Cobby Eckermann

‘First Time I Met My Grandmother’

http://www.emsah.uq.edu.au/awsr/new_site/awbr_archive/147/Cobby.htm

Recognize others, be recognized, help others, be helped; such is a family relationship.

‘Ike aku, ‘ike mai, kokua aku kokua mai; pela iho la ka nohana ‘ohana.

Many native Hawaiians live with their extended family and family is the most important part of life for them. This saying teaches why they should put family first…In the Ohana or family, you know others and they know you, you help others and know you will be helped if there is anything you need.

http://www.k12.hi.us/~waianaeh/waianhi/olelo.html

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ALI COBBY ECKERMANN

My heart is Round ready to echo the music of my

family but the Square

within me remains

 

The Square stops me in my entirety. 

And what if—what are you if the people who are supposed to love you can leave you like you’re nothing ?

― Elizabeth Scott, The Unwritten Rule

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Addiction is the blindfold and bindings that restrict our ability to build our children and families. Raising children and supporting a family is difficult enough, without being enslaved by a substance or other addiction.

http://www.everydayfamily.com/how-does-addiction-affect-my-child/

Some day you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again.”

― C.S. Lewis

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You don’t pay back your parents. You can’t. The debt you owe them gets collected by your children, who hand it down in turn. It’s a sort of entailment. Or if you don’t have children of the body, it’s left as a debt to your common humanity. Or to your God, if you possess or are possessed by one.

Lois McMaster Bujold

“Worry is a thin stream of fear trickling through the mind. If encouraged, it cuts a channel into which all other thoughts are drained.”

A.S. Roche

http://www.marinal-anon.org/pages/welcome/quotes-and-sayings.php

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A longing to wander tears my heart when I hear trees rustling in the wind at evening. If one listens to them silently for a long time, this longing reveals its kernel, its meaning. It is not so much a matter of escaping from one’s suffering, though it may seem to be so. It is a longing for home, for a memory of the mother, for new metaphors for life. It leads home. Every path leads homeward, every step is birth, every step is death, every grave is mother.

― Hermann Hesse, Bäume. Betrachtungen und Gedichte

WIDOW: The word consumes itself.

Sylvia Plath.

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I and a woman whose colour and cheeks shall have become black from toiling in the sun shall be near to one another in the next world as my two fingers; and that is a handsome widow, whose colour and cheeks shall have become black in bringing up her family.

http://www.twf.org/Sayings/Sayings5.html

 

the lone one; the young and fatherless—the orphan

The old and wifeless—the widower; the old and husbandless—the widow; the old and childless—; these four are the people most in need below heaven, and they have no one to whom to cry, so when King Wen reigned his love went out first to them’ (Mencius, Book II, chapter 5).

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Don’t move the ancient boundary stone. Don’t encroach on the fields of the fatherless: for their Defender is strong. He will plead their case against you.