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The silent heart
He was so alone, the man who did it all, quiet and self-effacing while others shone. He watched from the sidelines while others basked in the spotlight, content to know he put them there. Brilliant, caring and kind, he was a million people, behind the scenes he toiled with no expectation or desire for acknowledgement.…
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Sunday night blues
It’s a strange feeling that has taken over me as I sit and look out my window. I watch in a trance as the neighbour over the fence mows their lawn. I’m not at all interested, but my eyes have welded to the spot while I contemplate this strange sensation. It’s almost like I’m a…
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The Dog Days of Summer
It’s been a busy summer. Sometimes, I wonder how my brain remembers half of what I need to do. I started a bullet journal this week, hoping it will help me keep my life in order. I spent an hour on it the first day, and haven’t looked at it much in the last two…
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Bookends of the day
My favourite part of the day is moments of solitude early in the morning, The house shifting in sleep, only the indifferent glances of cats, questioning my choices in life I slowly wake up, preparing for the day with caffeine and quiet. Until the early morning solitude is broken by cries for mommy, or daddy,…
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The seven year itch
I remember growing up how limited television was. We had three channels, four if you included the French one, which somehow we never did. I used to love the movies that came on during Sunday afternoons. I think they were on CBC, and they stuck with me. They were foreign lands in black and white, …
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Slippery thinking
Some days my mind is too small for all my thoughts, Struggling to hold them inside such a small box I try to grab hold of them, but they wriggle away, Like a hand full of minnows who just want to play The moment I capture one, it smiles and gives me a wink Then…
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Grabbing The Brass Ring
Today is the day! I’m feeling motivated, ready to begin, and even like I may sit down and try to organize myself. To do what you may ask? To live my dream, that’s what I’ll be totally honest- I’m already living the dream. I love my kids, my husband, family and friends, and my job…
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A Mother’s prayer
Keep them safe and happy, help teach them right from wrong. Deliver us from toddlers, Lord, and teenagers as well Ensure they do not torture or traumatize the youngest excessively, Nor forget the middle at all. Please make the oldest helpful, obedient and productive, And move out when they turn eighteen. Please give them health…
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I’m with the band
So, turns out I’m dating a drummer. Yup, I was pretty surprised too, but I’m starting to get it. At first, I thought it was weird when a set of drums showed up in my basement, but I hardly go down there, so I wasn’t overly bothered The next thing I knew, I was listening…
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A date with my daughter
I woke to the noise of my child. The youngest is always up first, and was so happy to see me he launched himself into my arms. Within minutes, the other two came downstairs, waiting for the signal, which was likely noise of any kind. We sat on the couch, all three taking turns talking…