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Rocky Mountain Dreaming
It was a Saturday without complication. The crisp pine scented air filled my lungs with hope, and the bright sun lit up the mountains with glory. While I had work to do, my spirits felt lighter than they have for awhile, even through the phones calls and classes that took my morning and afternoon. I…
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Long weekend blues
The first long weekend of the summer season is finally here. I’m feeling the weight of responsibility like a lodestone around my neck. Too many goodbyes this week, too many sorrowful surprises. My well is dry and needs a chance to be replenished, but alas, it’s not yet my chance. I’m on call until next…
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Mother’s Day
The morning you wake up and know you’ll never be alone, The last time you see your toes And wonder what you’ve gotten yourself into And then they cry and coo Sleep on your chest Smile and say I love you They learn and grow make you laugh and cry Mother’s Day is not just…
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Surprise!
What a day! Took the kids for haircuts and they looked so sharp after. Watched as they ran around and played at the park, then fed and watered them, as by then it was time for lunch. We had a lovely soup and sandwiches, then my mother and I went for a drive. We stopped…
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Goals for forty
I’m back to the time of year where I start to make lists of my goals. Many people do this at New Years, and I do sometimes as well. But this time of year, when I’ve completed another revolution around the sun, makes me take stock of where I am and where I’d like to…
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Wednesday’s warrior
They say that laughter is the best medicine, and it has this doc’s seal of approval. I began another day fatigued, but felt my spirits and energy levels rise when I got into the shower this morning. My conversation with the three year old went like this, “Get in the shower my little flower” To…
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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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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…