Category Archives: Mapping Memory Lane

Mapping Memory Lane: Diary entries

Kid2 graduates from public school next week. She’s had a pretty good run with the expected rough patches but overall I think she’s leaving it behind with much less residual angst and awkward than I did. I’m going to go … Continue reading

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Mapping Memory Lane: Ice Storm Popcorn

Dance season is upon us. After months of preparation it all comes down to four competitive weekends where we roll into various towns, set up an ops centre (usually under ridiculous circumstances like 40 people in a 6 by 8 … Continue reading

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Year 29

It’s a combination of how big the number is getting, and how many people our (now middle, pushing 50) age are starting to deal with their own similar situations of loss and transition. The howling winds today don’t help, they … Continue reading

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A moment for the books

My niece turns eight next week, a fact that shocks me, I vividly recall being in the room when she was born. That is saying a lot for me – my memory is less than crisp (reminding myself to tell … Continue reading

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A chip off the old block.

We teach our kids things. Important things, little things. Things we don’t even realize. My dad wasn’t thinking it was life lesson time whenever we would head out to do wood. I’m pretty sure he was thinking he had access … Continue reading

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Memory flash: tree tops

There was an awesome conversation on Twitter today, all springing from this article @mallaisj sent me: http://mynorthwest.com/?nid=11&sid=493934  She made my day by thinking of me when she read it – I regularly take both my kids “bogging” and I’ve written about it … Continue reading

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Mapping Memory Lane: Family Visits

Last month and this past weekend I packed the kids in the car and drove three hours to visit people I hadn’t seen in far too long. I don’t like calling them old aunts and uncles, their vitality and spirit … Continue reading

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