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  • Almost famous

    Almost famous

    I’m pretty sure I should be famous. Or at least, have people consider me to be super impressive. It’s not because of my career, or my education. It’s not because I’m tall, or had 3 kids in just over three years. It’s not even because I like to think I’m a cool person and I…

  • Completion

    Completion

    A complete day Is one Where your answers Come as a surprise Where you realize You enjoy The every day As a toy The same thing you do For work Becomes fun And those whom you serve Are a source of joy Not a drain It’s a pleasure To use My hands for their strength…

  • My first birthday baby

    My first birthday baby

    Today was my first child’s birthday. The one who changed my life in indescribable ways. I’m as guilty as every other first time parent out there who didn’t “get it” until the moment that first tiny human broke all the rules. No longer was I free to sleep or exercise in my free time. Nice…

  • My next 40 years

    My next 40 years

    Well, here I am. Arriving at an age I couldn’t have imagined twenty years ago. Forty was so old then, dried up and established. I always thought I’d be an adult by now, but instead, I feel the same age, just more sore. Where’s the wisdom I expected to have achieved? Sure, I’ve got a…

  • Surprise!

    Surprise!

    What a day! Took the kids for haircuts and they looked so sharp after. Watched as they ran around and played at the park, then fed and watered them, as by then it was time for lunch. We had a lovely soup and sandwiches, then my mother and I went for a drive. We stopped…

  • Goals for forty

    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…

  • Moments

    Moments

    Today, I’m in my happy bubble. A lovely breakfast out with my little man and an old friend from my twenties, conversation and reminiscing, with a side of little boy snuggles. He helped me shop for groceries, putting shiny and colourful object after object into the cart, which I carefully removed when he wasn’t watching.…

  • Through a child’s eyes

    Through a child’s eyes

    Sometimes I like to sit quietly, And observe my children as they play They create such fabulous adventures together, Worlds like ours and yet Somehow, Their very own. Like mommy- Sam, daddy- Alex, Matt- baby. Or making “soup” in a sand bucket, While feeding the cats. They learn to use their imaginations And oh, The…

  • What if’s

    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…

  • Grey day, watercolour memories

    Grey day, watercolour memories

    Another weekend- and month- have almost gone. Today decided to be more March in weather than yesterday’s July, which was a temporary step back in my mood, as well. But we carried on, through the rain and freezing drizzle as we drove to the mountains for another watersliding adventure. Without even a tantrum all day,…