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Finding the Christmas Spirit

For many years, Christmas meant to me rushing around, trying to figure out what everyone would want to be given to make them happy. It was about spending all day cooking, tramping out in the yard to set up lights in the bitter cold, and feeling guilty about not doing enough. I have realized IContinue reading “Finding the Christmas Spirit”

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The slippery slope: How I lost myself, and managed to climb out: Part Two

Everyone, at a certain point, recognizes characteristics in themselves that they dislike. For myself, it is the tendency towards emotional dependency and people pleasing that I have had to learn to temper with reason and logic. When I think now about why I gave up everything I had worked so hard to attain in lifeContinue reading “The slippery slope: How I lost myself, and managed to climb out: Part Two”

The slippery slope: How I lost myself, and managed to climb out: Part One

I have long grappled with whether I should tell the story of how I fell down the slippery slope, getting into an emotionally abusive relationship and allowing myself to get groomed into doing things I never would have imagined allowing. But I have realized that even though it may be painful, my story may helpContinue reading “The slippery slope: How I lost myself, and managed to climb out: Part One”

The Inward Gaze: The Beauty of Introversion

At Christmas and Easter my dad would bring my sisters and I to at least two large family gatherings. And I mean large. My parents both come from French Catholic backgrounds, and birth control was not looked favourably on. So during the holiday celebrations, my grandmothers’ houses would be crammed with people. There would beContinue reading “The Inward Gaze: The Beauty of Introversion”

Nothing to Prove

How a Mexican adventure taught me self compassion and acceptance My husband was pretty happy to see he was heavier than the weight restriction for the “Outdoor Adventure” in the pamphlet the hotel had given us. This adventure included a mule ride up a mountain, an obstacle course with ziplines and waterfalls, and the thirdContinue reading “Nothing to Prove”

An unsung hero

One of my earliest memories was riding in the back of a car, looking through the rear window as the city lights receded behind me. I was glad they were gone because now my 10 month old sister had stopped screaming. She must not have been outside at night before, because for some reason sheContinue reading “An unsung hero”