Happy Valentine’s Day to all you lovers out there. I am writing this column before…
WriteOut of Her Mind
Love, laugh, heal
You learn a lot about your family when you aren’t well enough to take care of them, like just how…
Hungry Heart
I was 10 years old when Bruce Springsteen released that hit single. The impression it made on me…
My promise
I didn’t make any New Year’s resolutions. I prefer my failures to be more random, less…
Dear 2019
Dear 2019, I realize you aren’t a person, more like a metaphysical concept, so let’s not get…
Post-Christmas syndrome
Post-Christmas syndrome is a thing. I have it. It’s the realization that the best holiday on the…
Fergus Santa
I met up with Santa Claus at a coffee shop in downtown Fergus a few weeks ago. He was holding court…
Merry flirting
The censorship of the holiday song Baby, it’s Cold Outside has me a little heated. Before I…
Bohemians
If I contributed anything of value to my children’s gene pool, I know it is a profound love of…
No mistletoe
Sometimes cynicism is a good thing, especially when I accept that it’s just pessimism without…
Home sick
You know what they say: the family that gets sick together, gets to stay home and be sick together.…
Flossing ambitions
Parents are not supposed to determine their children’s career path. Children are supposed to…
Mommyhood Day
The decision to become a mother wasn’t one I recall consciously making, at least not…
My summer success
The pool turned green. The grass turned yellow in blotches. We needed an extra blanket on our beds.…
Three wishes
Christmas is not about the presents. Parents say this all the time. It’s the phrase we say…