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Some Days Are Hard

Just returned from a very powerful Conference for Cystic Fibrosis Canada… I usually don’t like to write about something until I have all my ducks in a row and my thoughts collected in a linear kind of way… I want to write a blog post with “a point”. Today, I just can’t. Today I just … Continue reading

Painful Conclusions

Painful Conclusions

Still in recovery mode after The Princess Ball. Trying to take it all in. Trying to decide how to improve what needed improving. How to resolve what went wrong. All in all it was a great success… my kids are still talking about it – so I can only assume that everyone else’s kids are … Continue reading

The Christmas My Broken Heart Forgot

The Christmas My Broken Heart Forgot

I have been sort of in a fog lately. Not writing. Not really doing much of anything – yesterday as I completely abused some Christmas chocolates I realized what this numbness was about.  It’s been awhile since I have been happy at this time of year.  I don’t know what it is about Christmas that … Continue reading

The Drive Home

The Drive Home

I actually wrote this little ditty a couple of weeks ago while driving home from the Alberta Children’s Hospital after my 3 year old daughter’s first surgery related to Cystic Fibrosis.  I cry every time I drive home from that place… sometimes they are gentle tears of reflection or forgiveness… this time they were heavy … Continue reading

Bully Magnet – 3 ways to cope

Bully Magnet – 3 ways to cope

Not too long after all this talk about anti-bullying amongst children I keep hearing stories of adult women not being kind to other adult women, the whole “she said this” and “she said that” and the whole “can you believe her??”  at the end of the day just because it’s wrapped up in a fancy … Continue reading

Bruised Ego

Bruised Ego

Hmmm… thinkin’ some pretty heavy stuff right now… thinking about how about 10 days ago someone did something to me that wasn’t very nice and they don’t know me well AT ALL so they have no idea nor will they ever have any idea – how what they did completely took over an ENTIRE DAY … Continue reading

It’s Okay To Be Sad

It’s Okay To Be Sad

A couple days after clinic and I am exhausted… to the bone tired and worn out…  We had an ultrasound first thing in the morning so decided to stay in a hotel the night before as poor Rowan had to fast for the ultrasound and I had no desire to be on the highway with … Continue reading

Standing Up

Standing Up

Oh dear, sitting here thinking and thinking and thinking… and surprise, surprise, I am a-cryin’ again.  Today my tears are for the Mama I judged so harshly 2 1/2 years ago and that Mama was me.   The trouble with being an over-anaylyzer is that you…  well… over-analyze…  and the worst analyzing is always performed on … Continue reading

Death Rattle

Death Rattle

  As some of you know, I tore up my past last week.  I literally took all of the negative scribbles I had ever wrote and  ripped them into a zillion tiny pieces and threw them in the garbage and every cell of my body felt fantastic – except one – my ego.   It … Continue reading

Karma Vs. Genetics

Karma Vs. Genetics

Worst. CF Clinic. Ever.  Yesterday was a really, really tough day for me.  Rowan had clinic at the Alberta Childrens’ Hospital and for the very first time it was not a positive, uplifting experience.  Her liver enzymes were high in her blood work and now she is on a very aggressive course of anti-biotics and … Continue reading