A Good Day

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It’s the perfect morning to pick wild blueberries: just slightly chilly but not cold; with a lovely breeze which keeps the mosquitoes and midges at bay. Continue reading “A Good Day”

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In Sickness and in Health

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I am not a natural nurse. I am, in fact, pretty much the very opposite of a natural nurse. Continue reading “In Sickness and in Health”

Things Mom Lost Along the Way

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When I was a little girl, my pretty young mother used to go to parent-teacher meetings at my elementary school. To the best of my knowledge, Dad never accompanied her. Those were different times and children were primarily the mother’s responsibility. I know those meetings intimidated her: she had to quit school in her mid-teens so she could leave home and start making her way in the world and – although she later acquired her high school diploma by correspondence courses – her lack of a formal education always embarrassed her. I am sure she would have been grateful for my Dad’s company, but men didn’t ‘do’ those sorts of things back in the 60s and 70s. Continue reading “Things Mom Lost Along the Way”

Letter to a Pedophile

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Um, before you rape that little boy, could I have a moment of your time? Continue reading “Letter to a Pedophile”

Where Does Anger Go?

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“For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction.”

Sir Isaac Newton

I was a serious and earnest student in school, intent on doing well and staying – just barely – on the honour roll. English was my favourite subject; math, physics and chemistry were my nemesis. And yet, the above phrase, Newton’s Third Law (yes, I had to look it up), has stayed with me. Continue reading “Where Does Anger Go?”

The Day the Cousins Came – Finding the Common Thread

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I have a great many family photos in my home. Because my husband’s family took very few photos; because my husband tends to think I go ridiculously overboard with the number of photos adorning our walls, not to mention the number of albums taking up space on our bookshelves, I have tried to limit as many of the framed photos as possible to the tiny walls of my little office. Continue reading “The Day the Cousins Came – Finding the Common Thread”

Little Girl

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She is four years old and utterly, heartbreakingly lovely. With beautiful, shoulder-length, curly, auburn hair and a sweet, round little head that closely mirrors that of her Mom and her Grandma, she always makes me want to gather her up and hold her forever. It has been so very long since I held my own little ones and sometimes, my arms – and my heart – ache with the recollection of my own babies’ sleepy, heavy warmth. Continue reading “Little Girl”