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Diaries of The Breadman’s Daughter: The Anniversary.
The Bride and Groom in the back seat of the wedding car. Thomas Wolfe once wrote that, “You can’t go home again.” Part of me believes that is true. Yet part of me thinks you can. I just did. It...
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Diaries of The Breadman’s Daughter: Depression.
This morning I woke up. Thank God. As I was making the bed I thought about my plans for the day. Making a cup of cinnamon coffee. Writing my blog. Banking with E. Shoe shopping with M. The first two...
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Diaries of The Breadman’s Daughter: How I Learned to Meditate.
I learned to meditate while Ma was dying. If she had died suddenly. Or in another place. At a different time. I’d probably have a different story to tell. As an enduring student of yoga, I made...
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Diaries of The Breadman’s Daughter: I Will Always Remember You There.
She called me Agaluk. I called her MF. Beautiful One. Sweet Butterfly. I also called her my friend. We were Soul Sisters. One of my most strongest, steadfast, courageous, creative, bold, brilliant,...
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Diaries of The Breadman’s Daughter: 12 Ways to Bring Heart and Meaning to...
I’m a lucky woman. I was born and raised in a small town in Northwestern Ontario at a time when career options were somewhat limited for women. Or more specifically, my vision for what I could be when...
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Diaries of The Breadman’s Daughter: Life Flashes.
Legend has it that when you die your life flashes before you. That may be true but since no one has ever lived to tell the tale, we’ll never really know for sure, will we? I’ve been thinking a lot...
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