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The future seemed so bright
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Good morning!
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Suffering succotash!
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It’s time
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Foreign affair
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Home again, home again…
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Little things – Thank you
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The future seemed so bright
2
Good morning!
3
Suffering succotash!
4
It’s time
5
Foreign affair
6
Home again, home again…
7
Little things – Thank you

The future seemed so bright

They dated for a substantial time. They got along really well. They talked a lot, shared their hopes and dreams. They were both full of exciting ideas about what they wanted to do with their lives. It really seemed like they were perfect for each other. Completely in love, they married and had a couple of kids. Sounds perfect, right? Yeah, but that’s not the whole story – for some.
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Good morning!

It happens every day. Every, single day we get up in the morning. And usually it looks something like this: alarm-hit snooze-shower-blow dry-coffee-let dog out-choose outfit-make up-let dog in-feed dog-find clothes-dress-make lunch-coffee-make toast-eat toast-pat hubby-kiss dog-commute-buy coffee-work. Right? Until Read More

It’s time

My son is a young adult. A while back, we had a casual pizza dinner party at the cottage one night. The next morning the leftovers were brought out for pre-brunch snacking.  Spying the pizza, he reached for a slice as he said that something in the pizza last night gave him heartburn. Lifting the slice   Read More

Foreign affair

Bonjour! Ciao Bella! Guten tag! Buenos dias!

All foreign phrases, but all phrases you probably recognize, right? What about hasta la vista or mazel tov or joie de vivre? Fairly common, but also foreign. Who says you only speak English? Ever wished Read More

Home again, home again…

So, you’ve finally made the shift from Mom to me. Adjusting to not being a full time parent is hard. You feel a little demoted. You are no longer the centre of his universe. You’re still Mom, but in title only, almost. Still, you understand, or at least, are trying to. And then, he returns. Whether he’s home for the holidays, or until he finds has own place, whatever    Read More

Little things – Thank you

The other day I was driving home after a series of intense meetings at a client site. I was downtown in the heart of a neighbourhood with a rather poor reputation and a challenging history. It was mid-afternoon and classes at the neighbourhood school must have just finished because the sidewalks were full Read More

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