I woke this Saturday morning to a chilly, grey sky peppered with flecks of snow that were lazily making their way to earth with no particular destination in mind. I lay there for quite some time, warmly nestled in a cave of blankets, thinking of this and that; getting lost in memories and pulling the … Continue reading Butterfleas
The following letter is to my first two children. I was blessed with two more children in the years following, when we blended families. An older son (7 years older than my first child) and a younger son (11 years younger than my first child). I have reaped blessings and am grateful beyond measure. My … Continue reading A letter.
. I promise it’s not as sad as it may sound. It will be two years soon. Seven hundred and thirty days. Sometimes it feels like thousands, but then I think we all know that the passage of time can move fast or slow depending on an individuals’ perception. To be honest, I have been … Continue reading Grief, Laughter and Ashes
She gave the most wonderful gifts. One year I received a package of note paper made out of elephant poop. Another Christmas or birthday, I received a book of Italian poetry; other gifts included a beautiful mother of pearl clam shell, small enough to fit into the palm of my hand, and when I opened … Continue reading Flying Wishes
I wrote this last year and posted it on Facebook. I thought I would share it here...because it made me smile re-reading it. Early one morning, I was scrolling through Instagram and saw a Father’s Day ad for Tilley hats. There were two young men strolling on a dock with yachts in the background. One … Continue reading His Tilley
Since this pandemic came about, I have been trying to practice gratitude by writing out 10 things every day that I’m grateful for. I apparently ran out of gratefulness on day nine and started to repeat myself in my daily journal. It became irritating, re-writing the same things that I was grateful for the day … Continue reading This Weeks Top 5 Piss Offs
There is nothing more motivating than a cat throwing up on your head... I recall a quote from a management course that I used to teach, which went something like ...’motivation refers to the behaviours one chooses for themselves’. This morning, I practiced the true meaning of extrinsic motivation. That is, ..’we do something because … Continue reading Motivation
My Name is Margaret 