No One Will Ever Love You

A secret:  I had to teach myself how to receive love.  Born fifth of my mother’s six children, I was unexpected – an ill-advised accident, given the difficulties my mother had in previous child births.  Conceived during a tumultuous time – after the father of her first children abandoned her, beaten and penniless – I […]

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Tale of Kidnapping Inspirational

Amanda Lindhout, along with Sara Corbett, has written a riveting tale of her kidnapping and captivity during a trip to Somalia. I first became interested in Lindhout’s story when I caught a glimpse of an interview on a television program.  How, I wondered, does someone survive such a horrendous experience? A House in the Sky, […]

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Alright Already!

There’s that moment, just after having been flat-lined by a wicked cold or the flu, when you know you are on the mend, even though your energy is still low: a restless impatience to be ‘done with it’ so you can get back to life.  I find myself feeling that way often, only I don’t […]

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The Reclusive Writer

Should you choose to visit, you’ll be received with old-fashioned charm – ours is a simple cottage of a home, with well-worn furnishings, warmly muted walls, and a kettle always brewing.  Our clutter is a further statement of our relaxed lifestyle, welcoming you to kick back and relax.  If the weather is favourable, we’ll sit […]

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Brotherly Reunion

My mother birthed six children through the course of two marriages; her first husband, father of the original four, married a woman who also had four children, so we are a family of full, half, step and out-of-step children.  Fifteen years separate the oldest and youngest, and as the second youngest, I have never really […]

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Sorry, I Swear

Used the ‘f’ word last night – added and ‘ing’ for extra emphasis – flung it with a full throttle hostility.  It startled both my husband and myself, and we have been tiptoeing around each other ever since.  It is not like me to lose my temper, or at least not to express myself with […]

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Silence Is Not The Answer

Another celebrity has been acquitted of sexual assault charges because the female complainants did not hold up in court as credible witnesses.  I was neither a witness to the alleged occurrences, nor present for the court proceedings, and therefore, cannot comment on whether or not justice was indeed served.  On a personal level, however; I […]

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My Father Liz

I have been watching TransParent and I Am Cait with the sort of fascination of someone who has lived the experience – not from the transgendered male’s perspective, but as a daughter.  Unfortunately, my father died before Caitlyn Jenner won her award, or education about gender orientation and sexual orientation were readily available.  Tragically, when […]

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Hoping, Hope, Hopeful

After a six-month wait (would have been a year if not for a cancellation) I met with a new doctor yesterday.   I was hoping for a fresh set of eyes, and I got that and more – I came away with an action plan! “Take it with a grain salt” my family practitioner had warned, […]

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The Past is Calling

“A rolling stone,” my father used to tell me, “gathers no moss.” Is that a good thing, or a bad thing, I often wondered.  It certainly defined his life, and seems to have become a fair portrait of my own. “Never look back!”  was another favoured expression.  This is harder to do; especially when the […]

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