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When I worked in news, we stayed away from covering individual suicides. You might hear it on the police scanner, everyone would shake their head in sadness and then we’d carry on, listening for the next potential story.
Ok, guys I just discovered the coolest tracking app that our family is planning to use on our upcoming spring break hiking vacation.
If we’re going to walk, we might as well be doing good at the same time, right?
As a parent, it may be difficult to watch your child enter into a romantic relationship. It’s definitely a signal they are maturing and becoming more sexually aware. It’s ok, and completely normal, if this feels a little weird to you. After all, this is your baby!!
Some of my fondest memories as a little girl are being down on the living room floor play wrestling with my father. I’m not exactly sure why we started doing this…I think we must have watched too many episodes of Atlantic Grand Prix wrestling. Anybody with me on that one??
In this fast-paced world, isn’t it wonderful when your children do or say something that causes you to pause and reflect on the innocence and sweetness of their youth?
It’s been over a week and my plants haven’t died yet, so I guess I’m ok to go ahead and write this post!
The other day I had a few extra minutes while I was running errands, so I stopped into a local flower store to have a look around.
The store had beautiful arrangements and fall
Hi, friends! Just a short post today to ask you all for a favor. I’m asking you to take one minute out of your day to sign this electronic petition which calls on Ottawa to invest $10 million dollars into ovarian cancer funding.
When it comes to research dollars for women’s cancers, breast cancer leads the way, while ovarian cancer lags far behind.
It started around the age of 8. It was a cold and snowy morning and I asked the kids to put on their snow pants and get ready for school. My daughter got dressed and looked in the mirror, somewhat dismayed. “I don’t want to wear these to school; they make me look fat.”
Last month, I saw my dermatologist and received some concerning news. After carefully surveying my skin, she paused when she found a mole on the side of my face near my ear. She asked me if I had ever noticed it before, noting that it would be difficult to see while looking in a mirror. My husband said it had been there for as long as he’d known me.
I can still remember leaving a note in my mother’s bathroom informing her I got my period. I don’t know why I was so embarrassed to tell her in person. I guess, despite having two older sisters, we just didn’t talk about it much back then. And I don’t think we were the only ones.