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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.…
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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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May the 4th
May the fourth be with you. I said it a few times today, always with a wink or a smile. Some people didn’t get it, while most people my era or younger did. It made me consider the seasons of life for some strange reason. Like the tide rolling out and back in, Star Wars…
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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,…