Carry That Weight

My dad became a movie star to me; handsome, ideal and untouchable. His sudden and unexpected death aged 37 encapsulated all of this. It was so unjust and tragic that all you could feel for him was love and admiration, dimming any possibility of less favourable character traits that all humans are wont to have.

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Never Let Me Go

Last night I had a cry.  I am not accustomed to shedding a tear these days: life has reached an equilibrium after the turbulence of the past 2 years.  My work-life balance is as stress-free…

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Comma

As any good English teacher will tell you, a comma can be the difference between life and death.  Look no further than the classic, “Let’s eat Grandma” vs “Let’s eat, Grandma”…  And if you have…

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AWOL

Our cat turned 11 this year.  When me and my husband bought our first house, my clichéd idea that a cat would make the house a home would not shift.  I grew up in a…

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P.B.’s advice

Where to begin?  Well here I suppose, though really this story starts 37 years ago.  Scratch that, make that 74 and 11 1/2 months.  But let’s not split hairs.  This story, this journey to find…

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