A Parent Is as a Parent Does

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“Mom, why does God let bad things happen to nice people?” my young son asked me one day.

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A Lesson on Symbolism and Love

I vividly recall my first encounter with symbolism. I was in grade one, and my teacher read the class a poem about trees, ‘wearing dresses of white and dancing gracefully in the wind”. It had just snowed that day, and as I walked home after school,

My Daughter Isn’t Ready to be a Grown-Up

My daughter isn’t in any hurry to have a ‘real’ job. She’s not in a hurry to join the workforce; to make a name for herself; to carve out a niche in the world. To be a grownup.

Defining Unconditional Love – Three Little Pigs Style

I was a child in the sixties: a tumultuous time to say the least. My parents were very much a product of the fifties: that June Cleaver, Leave it to Beaver time when Mommies wore pretty dresses and did their hair and make-up every single day and Daddies went to work before the children were up and came back home just in time to kiss their offspring’s fresh, clean little faces before Mommy whisked them off to bed so she could serve Daddy his supper in peace.

Unfinished Business (Best Friend)

Life is full of unfinished business. We don’t always get to know why someone cut us off. Maybe it had nothing at all to do with us. Maybe their lives got complicated. Or busy. Maybe they outgrew us. Maybe they died. Or maybe they truly wished to have nothing more to do with us. Sometimes, we just don’t get to know the answer… sometimes, we just have to live with the void…