Author - caroline

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She blooms
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Home again, home again…
3
Foreign affair
4
The real secret love of our lives
5
Little things – Thank you
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All the wrong stuff
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My space
1
She blooms
2
Home again, home again…
3
Foreign affair
4
The real secret love of our lives
5
Little things – Thank you
6
All the wrong stuff
7
My space

She blooms

I was scrolling through Instagram the other morning and it seemed like every other photo in my feed was of cherry blossoms in full bloom. I don’t know where these people are, but in my home town – nada. Not a single cherry blossom to be found. Even though 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

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

The real secret love of our lives

Mmmm… chocolate.  The fat, the sweet, the cocoa. Yum. In any combination, this triple threat can cause one to swoon. Yes, full on, delightful, lightheaded, heavenly swoons.

What is it about chocolate that drives us to sneak into our sleeping child’s room and filch a handful of their holiday treasure? 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

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

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