Tag: work

  • Thank God for family

    Thank God for family

    Another rainy night. A Friday, weeks end and everyone at home. We gathered to watch Astroboy in our pyjamas and have a family picnic. For once they all enjoyed the same movie, and cuddled close, enjoying the warmth of snuggles and blankets on a grey and dreary night. A weight fell away as we watched…

  • The thrill of the list

    The thrill of the list

    I’m positively giddy. Thinking about next week makes me smile. I’m not sure how or when I did it but I actually scheduled some time off and for the first time in forever, I FORGOT to fill it up! It must have been a week I mentally skipped, but now I have time to get…

  • The not so long day

    Another long day, in truth, the one I’ve worried about all week. Knowing that I’d have a full day at work and not get home until an hour after my bedtime filled me with dread. I’ve always been the kid who looked forward to bedtime, sometimes more than the actual fun event that preceded it.…

  • Telling tales

    Telling tales

    Another Tuesday, not a turning point just a stop along the way. I look around and wonder What did I forget to do today? A night spent doing laundry Which is never done as well My mind is in a quandary, But my blog an empty shell I started to write a story, But another…

  • Making a molehill

    Making a molehill

    I looked at my schedule for the week with a groan. It seemed at first glance to be an insurmountable journey, the Mount Everest Of responsibilities. I closed my eyes and shook my head, unable to comprehend that I would be able to get through it. Then I sighed, and broke it down, one thing…

  • A fork in the map

    A fork in the map

    Today is the first day I’ve written in my journal in over a week. I’ve thought about writing in it every day in passing, but other obligations kept intruding, and I packed the thought away, “for later” And now tonight, I open the blank pages and stare at June the 4th, the last time I’ve…

  • Giants

    Giants

    I didn’t write yesterday. I thought about it, at least once an hour or so. But then instead, I found myself living, laughing and crying at talks given by insightful, amazing women with so much to share, Such wisdom and such humour. I’ve always thought that wit is something you can’t fake. You can study…

  • Sisterhood

    Sisterhood

    My first full day of conference. For the first time in ten years, I was riveted in my chair by every speaker. I felt the power of the amazing women presenters. I cried with joy and sadness I felt enriched by the wisdom of others who were older and wiser, As well as those who…

  • Chalk in the wind

    Chalk in the wind

    Some days work feels Like chalk in my hand Watching lives Blow away like sand I wonder sometimes If what I do changes fate Watching so many Become Mr or Mrs ‘the late’ Does it make a difference? Does it change things at all? When one of us is born, Another seems to fall I…

  • Mommy guilt

    Mommy guilt

    Why does everything take longer than you think it will? Last minute packing always extends past the slated hour into another place altogether, where you begin to get nervous about not getting everything done. And then miraculously, it’s finished. Just in time to worry about what everyone will do without me. I know, logically, that…