One of These Things Is Not Like the Other

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  Our family photo this year had us all piled up in a pyramid on the beach with me standing behind making sure the littlest one didn’t fall off the top. Dad and big brothers were on the bottom and older girls were in the middle. As I look at the picture, I can’t help…

  Bells ringing, people shuffling, cabinets opening and closing.  Nurses scurrying.  Everywhere around us, people are busy.  The hustle and bustle appears to be very productive. My mum is scheduled for a day surgery.  The doctor squeezed her in so there is no set appointment time.  The length of the afternoon looms before us. Waiting…

The constant ache and then sudden, excruciating pain of anything cold that ruled my last week is not something I will soon forget. Growing up, I had two traumatic experiences with dentists and consequently, I do not go to the dentist any more often than is absolutely necessary. Normally, our family goes in all together…

The flour trails from the kitchen down the basement stairs and back up again.  There are tracks through the dining room, living room and into the front hall.  There, in a golden coloured paste is the mixture of kitchen staples that once, so light and powdery, is now firmly glued together with my toddler’s special…

Being a girl and raising girls is a journey that is not for the faint of heart. Hormones, heartaches, self esteem issues, friends, insecurities, the need to please and an impossible standard can add up to a lifetime of discouragement, disappointments and stunted relationships. When I talk to young women (teens) and even older ladies,…