The Right Way vs. The Wrong Way…

There is a right way to emigrate to a new country and there is a wrong way. When I emigrated 11 years ago, admittedly I did it the wrong way...

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Stretched and Worn

Work full-time, be a parent, constantly improve myself by expanding my knowledge and skills and somewhere amongst all of that, to find scraps of time for relaxation, fitness, and general me-time. So many directions to stretch in...

My Life Is My Own

I get extremely irritated when people hide their controlling natures by giving me "advice" about how I live my life. What is this overwhelming need that some have to try and interfere in anyone's life other than their own? And it's not like they have everything figured out either, but instead of taking control of... Continue Reading →

Invisible

On some days, I feel like I have this deep-rooted need for people to truly see me for who I am. It is on these days that I find myself connecting with the few people who have taken the time and effort to know me well enough to be called a friend, and also feeling... Continue Reading →

Fantasy or Lie

My eldest daughter was six when the childhood fairy tale of believing in Santa and the Tooth Fairy etc. came crashing down as she figured out that they weren't real. There came no tears or upset from her...

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