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After the ball
After the party’s over, When the balloons have sprung a leak The cake has been eaten, And the ice cream is gone. How do you continue When the fun is all spent? Each day stretches onward Without a pedigree or bent The day after Christmas The night after New Year’s Eve When the excitement is…
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My next 40 years
Well, here I am. Arriving at an age I couldn’t have imagined twenty years ago. Forty was so old then, dried up and established. I always thought I’d be an adult by now, but instead, I feel the same age, just more sore. Where’s the wisdom I expected to have achieved? Sure, I’ve got a…
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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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The wilderness
Some times the forest is dark, With shadows at every turn The moon is faint, The way is dim Eyes linger upon your back You feel so alone, There’s no way out Your breath is caught In sorrow and regret. But even in the darkest night; Lost in the deepest of thickets There’s always a…
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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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The tree
Time passes Rapid as the sea Rushing toward An old weathered tree When I look at its branches They don’t look like much Gnarled and twisted They lack a soft touch But while they may be rough And challenged by life I envy their simplicity As sharp as a knife Standing against the elements Proud…
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Tech and the cave girl
Another week, another day of work. Monday’s are always a rush to get everyone out of the house. Feed, water, dress the kids. Hope that their hair is vaguely presentable, with minimal dreads. Fast-forward through the morning and work, staff meeting, then a stolen lunch hour with my true love. And then time paused. Now,…
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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.…