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No pants and swimming victory day!

Today, like most days was one of those gloriously amazing and challenging days. It started chilled, like going to playgroup at 10:15 because I started work late and who wants to fight with a...

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Cereal in a mug type of morning

I lied.   Thursdays are not the only crazy mornings.  Most mornings are and I have a serious case of denial.  This morning was an average morning.  Woke up at 5:30 and started meditating at...

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Flying!

2 years ago, after my 3rd son was born I got this crazy idea in my head.  I wanted to fly… an airoplane and perhaps be a pilot when I grow up.  I found...

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My anti-black movement

Growing up in apartheid South Africa I remember tracing my fingers along the metallic sign on park benches.  I traced the words “Nie Blanke”- No blacks.  At age 5 I vividly remember wondering the...

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My intelligence?

I recently mentioned to someone that something that I valued about myself was that I was extremely intelligent (toot toot) She commented, “well, you always knew that.” “Not true!” I replied. I actually did...

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Puzzle pieces

  Yesterday my 3 year old took out a puzzle.  It was probably for age 5, but he said with such confidence and assurance that he could do it.  I sat next to him...

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The tricycle that was still there

This morning I peeked out my window.  I noticed something that might not seem earth-shattering…that my son’s tricycle sitting at the edge of the sidewalk was still there.  This might seem like an obvious...

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The greatest Showwoman

I recently went to watch “the greatest showman” and boy was it an uplifting movie that left me with this good feeling, where all differences were embraced, where values of family and love are...