Live. Love. Laugh.

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Wild blue yonder
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My space
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Foreign affair
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Come fly away
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Little things – A charming charade
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How to combat S.A.D. (Seasonal Angst and Distress)
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Home again, home again…
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Wild blue yonder
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My space
3
Foreign affair
4
Come fly away
5
Little things – A charming charade
6
How to combat S.A.D. (Seasonal Angst and Distress)
7
Home again, home again…

Wild blue yonder

The story started a long time ago. It starts with our parents. Then our teachers and our peers, our colleagues, our bosses. The story of our lives. We want to please, to do what’s right. Or what we think they think is right. We let these influencers shape the story, but it’s your life, your story. You are the author Read More

My space

Remember as a kid when you wanted to be alone and you just closed your eyes thinking no one could see you? It’s in us all. We have an innate need to be alone sometimes. More often for some than others, but we all do. As kids, we’d close our eyes, or hide in the closet or under 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

Come fly away

I stumbled upon a woman on Instagram who had recently dropped her youngest off at college and was now packing for a weekend getaway with her hubby. I thought, “You go, Girl!” I mean really, isn’t this the perfect time? Read More

How to combat S.A.D. (Seasonal Angst and Distress)

It usually hits us around mid-December. Call it the Christmas Crazies or Holiday Madness, whatever you like, but at its most basic it’s simply stress, with a capital S-T-R-E-S and S.

And then the day of — yowza! You know the scene: the turkey’s in the oven, presents are wrapped and under the tree, the fire is 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

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