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The disappearing weekend
That awkward moment when you realize that your entire weekend is gone. Even though it was an extra day, it disappeared as fast as the regular two day affair. As I lay in bed pondering where my time has gone, I realize that the one thing that I lack right now is more time. I…
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Goals for forty
I’m back to the time of year where I start to make lists of my goals. Many people do this at New Years, and I do sometimes as well. But this time of year, when I’ve completed another revolution around the sun, makes me take stock of where I am and where I’d like to…
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Time and relatives
A Saturday morning of quiet reflection. I spent the morning at the Toyota dealership, waiting while they exchanged our winter tires for summer ones. We may be taking a chance, but it’s time for me to believe that spring is firmly here. As I waited, I had a chance to reflect on my life. Almost…
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What if’s
Sometimes the most unlikely roads create the most lasting memories. So many times I’ve made decisions that have changed the course of my life. The moment I decided I’d go to university, as the only path to a future. Now, I look at eighteen year olds and wonder. Watching them take a gap year, working…
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Life in review
I’ve always worn my heart on my sleeve, as far back as I can remember. A little too loud, too honest. A cognitive filter with holes that are a little too large, allowing stray thoughts to skip through At inopportune times. With skin that shows every emotion, blushing with inner turmoil so easily that I’m…
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Character
The bright light from the window Sun arising each morn Blue skies above me Every day newly born No matter what may come Dreams that are real Moments will pass Almost too quick to feel Through good days and bad Wonders that sometimes astonish Darkness that envelops The soul with its black varnish I take…
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One breath from freedom
Thursday’s my new favorite day. Always followed by a Friday, the breath of freedom gives new life to me. I worked, and had a good day, but couldn’t drag my thoughts away from writing. Like a cur with a bone, I thought about my work in progress, wondering when I’d have another chance to focus…
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Resolve
My first full day in Montreal in almost ten years was strangely familiar and yet very different. The grey clouds pushed out flakes of white as I walked streets I didn’t remember, to a conference for those who’ve lost their memory. The irony wasn’t lost on me as I found my destination. I listened with…
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Montreal
We made it. After a long and gruelling trip from Calgary to Montreal via west jet, we made it. I marveled at how well my kids do on a plane, as long as they have an iPhone to keep them busy. I wonder again how my parents kept their sanity, now that I have three…
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Montreal
We made it. After a long and gruelling trip from Calgary to Montreal via west jet, we made it. I marveled at how well my kids do on a plane, as long as they have an iPhone to keep them busy. I wonder again how my parents kept their sanity, now that I have three…