My Grandma was, THE. BEST. COOK.  My mom was going to college full time, working on her doctorate and ontop of working three jobs trying to support two kids, her mom, and her little brother and little sister.  So in my house, my Grandma...

A cry out in the night.  Whimpering turns to desperate screams.

I hear it, but I don’t really want to hear it.  It is dark and cold and my bed is warm and soft. 

I throw my feet out off the side of the bed, as I...

It began as a normal day. woke up early, drove to school, went to class. After class was when things got a little fishy. I noticed that i had quite a few texts and missed calls on my phone from my roommate, Nikki. She even left me a voicemail. I...

I can't see where to add my comments about this story, but I want to share my experience as it moved me immensely.

I am not a very emotional person.  I listen to Snap Judgement while working on my vintage VWs. When I come back...

A story about relocating and the loneliness that follows, the joy of dancing, and the importance of finding connection and community with others.

By Amanda E. Snyder

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As a kid growing up in the hood, I got into my share of trouble along with other kids in the neighborhood.  I know it sounds cliche but a lot of them did actually end up either dead or in jail.

Lucky for me I had a...

Here's a story from my wife about her connection with her mother and the passion they shared about makeup.

I recorded a spoken word piece of it and posted it up on soundcloud.

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