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First loves
The sound of sobbing greeted my ears. In the dark, I thought I was dreaming But there they were, Crying as if their heart would break Their most beloved had left them Alone, To sleep without the warmth and softness Of companionship Even as I held them Rubbing their back while soothing The tears My…
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Chocolate Christmas blues
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Death and the Mother
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Little boys
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Mixed metaphor Monday
The start of another week has come, one week closer to holidays. My children are nearly dancing at breakfast, eager for the upcoming break. Or perhaps it’s the thought of presents which makes them wiggle in their chairs? I’ve chosen to spend the last few weeks of 2019 thinking about the direction I want to…
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Love…
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Love…
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Family and friends
It’s a later night than what I usually have but I’m wide awake, thinking about the day. Possibly some of that is due to the coffee I partook in, along with the decadent Nanaimo squares, but I think it is more due to how full my heart is (and yes, okay, my stomach too!) I…
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Christmas concert
They stood up front Smiling with rouged cheeks and painted on noses, The reindeers and elves, Santa and Mrs. Claus too. Singing their hearts out, Shining like the diamonds They are to me and to you. Bouncing with pride When they see loved ones In the crowd Then cookies and the recap Another years tradition…