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October 31st
Halloween has always been my favorite holiday. While not as full of family and love as most of the other ones I enjoy throughout the year, it is hands down the most fun. What other time of the year can people dress as they aren’t? Go and take candy from strangers? Roam the streets in…
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Matt’s lullaby
Fluff the pillow, and smooth out the sheets. Pull back the covers, Toothbrush away the sweets Night time is here, my soft little one, We’ll enjoy tomorrow, But now is bedtime for the sun. I’ll tuck you in, and give you a million kisses I’ll read you a story of colourful fishes. Turn out the…
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Gratitude
Today’s word is gratitude. It’s funny, because I think about this concept often. I’d like to say I think about being grateful everyday, but I’m far from a saint. Some days I feel bitter and evil inside, and wish people would just go away and leave me alone. In fact, I still sometimes feel like…
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One clock to rule
My life is a list, one thousand things long, each as important as the next Paralyzed at times with the decision of which item to do first when they all need to get done at once. So, some get done, and more get added. But time runs short, and the list grows, swelling by the…
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Friday night movies
I watch as the big orange sky fades to dull grey, listening to the sounds of my children playing in their room. Constant negotiations, laughter and tears, a dog in the middle of all the action, searching for stray popcorn. Tonight was to be our “family movie night with popcorn treat.” But apparently, they had more…
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My island
Do you remember? The moment you first realized you were an island, apart from the continent of your birth? Seperate and independent, sailing along on your own. Slowly, identity formed Self determination grew, with all the attendant storms and gales. I watch as my little one splits off, becoming his own creature, manifesting his will,…
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Physical fitness
Walking in, a cacophony of children assaults my senses. Shrieks on hardwood floor, echoing wildly against the mirror. I’m transported to my childhood, old gym sounds unchanged, a portal to the past. Hard work and fun with exertion, and I remember why I love it so
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The mountains
Moments are fleeting and few. Born on the wind’s back, through clouds of slate blue that pierce every crack. Today we played in the rain as it turned into snow, cold hands on a swing chain Children cold, but ready to go The mountains covered in white So solid and true Fresh air blowing my…
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Monday night review
Another Monday, come and gone. I’m sitting in a stupor on the couch, arm wrapped around a soft little boy, lap full of black cat. For a brief moment, I feel calm, the wind that howls from the constant storm inside abated. I feel grateful for how warm and happy I am, with my loyal…