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30 Going on 13*
I found this old photo a little while ago. I was just shy of my 14th birthday when it was taken. I had planned to share it with some mocking self-deprecating comment about how awkward I looked, but as I thought about it, I realized that those awkward preteen years weren’t all that bad. I sometimes feel like I had a better sense of who I was at 13 than I do at 36. It was 1999. The year of our class Toronto Trip. Coming from small town Northern Ontario, that was a BIG deal. I was beginning to sort out my own sense of style, and I kept flip…
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On Friendship*
I’ve been thinking a lot about friendship lately. A few years ago I reconnected with some of my best girlfriends from my childhood via a Facebook messenger chat. What began as a space to organize a Secret Santa gift exchange has become a years long running conversation with some of my favorite people on the planet. I’m SO grateful that I was included in the original exchange–we now live in multiple provinces and cities, and the real gift for me that year was getting back in touch with a group of incredible women, some that I’ve known since grade one. I had a conversation with them earlier this week about…
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Two Months*
Two months of our faces squished cheek to cheek,Of rocking and bouncing and sometimes no sleep. Two months of your smile and irresistible charm,Of holding you close (despite the sore arms). Two months of kissing your fingers and toes,Of both loving and hating watching you grow. Two months of feeling my dreams had come true,Of healing my heart.Of loving you. Love always,Me.
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The Outside Phone*
In today’s episode of “Things my children say that make me feel old”, S was absolutely fascinated with this new exciting outside phone that we found! She wasn’t entirely sure how the receiver worked, or why it was attached to a box with a cord, but she was just so excited that anyone could just stop and make a call, right there. I mean, how cool is that? SO handy. (I was actually more shocked that we even found one still in existence. Haha) But seriously. She is part of a generation growing up that will never know the magic of laying on your back on the floor below the…
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To the woman in this photograph,
I know that your body doesn’t look quite the same as you remember. It’s curvier. Heavier. Softer. It sags in some places and groans in others. Your clothes don’t all fit. I know that’s the third shirt you tried on today… and you only “settled” on it because you felt like there was nothing else. I know that your first instinct is to hide away. You don’t want to be seen like this because it doesn’t feel like you. You judge yourself and bear the weight of perceived expectations. You compare your progress to others, and feel disappointment and shame when your journey is different. But… you are different. When…
