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Moments
Today, I’m in my happy bubble. A lovely breakfast out with my little man and an old friend from my twenties, conversation and reminiscing, with a side of little boy snuggles. He helped me shop for groceries, putting shiny and colourful object after object into the cart, which I carefully removed when he wasn’t watching.…
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Time and relatives
A Saturday morning of quiet reflection. I spent the morning at the Toyota dealership, waiting while they exchanged our winter tires for summer ones. We may be taking a chance, but it’s time for me to believe that spring is firmly here. As I waited, I had a chance to reflect on my life. Almost…
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Through a child’s eyes
Sometimes I like to sit quietly, And observe my children as they play They create such fabulous adventures together, Worlds like ours and yet Somehow, Their very own. Like mommy- Sam, daddy- Alex, Matt- baby. Or making “soup” in a sand bucket, While feeding the cats. They learn to use their imaginations And oh, The…
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What if’s
Sometimes the most unlikely roads create the most lasting memories. So many times I’ve made decisions that have changed the course of my life. The moment I decided I’d go to university, as the only path to a future. Now, I look at eighteen year olds and wonder. Watching them take a gap year, working…
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Grey day, watercolour memories
Another weekend- and month- have almost gone. Today decided to be more March in weather than yesterday’s July, which was a temporary step back in my mood, as well. But we carried on, through the rain and freezing drizzle as we drove to the mountains for another watersliding adventure. Without even a tantrum all day,…
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Comicon
I took my five and six year olds to Comicon today. I wasn’t sure what I was getting myself into, but I’d already bought tickets months ago. When our regular sitter couldn’t come (due to our negligence in asking until the last minute) my husband gracefully bowed out, encouraging me to take the kids instead.…
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Home again
For the last day of my week off, the weather gods saw fit to bestow a beautiful spring day on us all. The sun was high, birds were out, and my small hooligans ran wild at the park while I had a chance to catch up with an old friend. We sadly packed our things…
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Family Monday
Our last full day of family vacation drifted away in the warm sunshine, vague memories of work not hampering me for a change. I felt my soul drink in every once of warmth, peeling off the layers of flannel and fleece, drinking my coffee with my face turned to the sun like a flower thirsting…
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Warm spring day
A lovely spring day, only one month late. (I’ll take it, no matter how long it took to arrive.) I enjoyed the nicest weather this year with my family, a delicious breakfast at Cora’s, followed by the butterflies at the Jardin Botannique. The kids ran and played with the butterflies and I caught adults with…
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Resolve
My first full day in Montreal in almost ten years was strangely familiar and yet very different. The grey clouds pushed out flakes of white as I walked streets I didn’t remember, to a conference for those who’ve lost their memory. The irony wasn’t lost on me as I found my destination. I listened with…