Since I was old enough to write words I have journaled. I would write out simple things like what I did at recess, who my friends were, my favourite colour; you know, simple childhood stuff… but I never missed a day… and I most often ended each entry with “I...
Anxiety… that funny seven letter word that has been thrown about for the last two years and shunned by many as a negative personality trait and label to be worn as someone who is high stress and tied tight. But I laugh at that label; crumple it up and throw...
Our family just welcomed a new puppy two weeks ago. His name is Ollie and two out of four members of our family are in love, ha! A puppy is work. No time is the right time because it’s like a baby without diapers who has sharp teeth and chews...
So I think we all sit in the hairdresser’s chair and expect a miracle. We go in with a picture in our mind of who we want to walk out of that salon as … and we expect our stylist to make our hair match our dreams. You know what...
Look at this nickel. A simple five cents. “Would you be upset and ruin your whole day if you lost a nickel?”, my husband asked me. I smugly looked back at him and said NO. He then went on to ask that why then do I get so upset with...
There is no brighter light than that which shines in the eyes of a child on the first snowfall of the season. When the white, fluffy stuff falls from the sky my children are mesmerized and immediately want to suit up and go and jump in it. With their red,...
Strength to me is so many things; one of them being my seven-year-old riding this pony around for 20 minutes bareback. No one else would give it a try but she was fearless. Pulling on that mane to get herself up and then holding on for a ride while singing...