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Queen for a Day
This photo greeted me on Facebook this morning. My daughter, Princess, posted it. It’s not the best photo of the two of us but I like it. It’s an oldie that takes me…
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Lessons From the Chick That Flew Coop
I am thrilled to have my daughter, Princess, guest posting on my blog today. She has written from Koh Samui, Thailand. This letter is a keeper. Dear Mom, Dad (AKA The Consultant)…
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How Will You Find Your People?
Who are your people? They might be the family members you grew up with, they might be old school friends or you might find them walking amongst your coworkers. But often, you need…
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Sisters by Choice
I belong to a special little group called The Heart Writers, my honorary sisters. We are connected through journal writing and the belief that writing has power – the transformative power of clarity,…
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A Thanksgiving Message to Buddy and Princess
It’s looking like our family won’t be together for Thanksgiving this year. Buddy is off to visit a friend in Montreal, Princess is starting her mini-life down under and The Consultant and I…
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Princess Takes Flight
“I am going to travel the world!” – Princess. In a few short weeks, Princess starts living her dream. She has been talking up this idea of world travel since before graduating high…
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Sometimes It’s Comfortable To Be Uncomfortable
Life can change by stepping outside the door, at the flick of a light switch, with the buzz of a text message. In split seconds, uncomfortable presents its self, accompanied by unknown. Some…
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The Real Awkward Age
We, empty nesters, are at that awkward age. We wander around looking for a jacket to hang up, a notebook to place on the shelf, a pile of folded laundry to set on an…
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My Son Moved Out Last Summer
My son, Buddy, moved out August 1st. I am halfway to being an empty nester, in the official sense. This is the real thing. He’s not going away to university for a year…
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I Didn’t Want a Dog!
My husband, The Consultant, and I were only in Fort McMurray about two weeks when the text message from Princess came to my cell phone – “Let’s Skype. We have something to show…
