It’s Supposed to be Messy
Learning to let go of the notion of being tidy
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Burnt Toast
I burned my toast this morning. I wasn’t happy about it, partly because I do it more often than I’d like to admit. But I still ate it, because it’s important.
I know a lot of people who would throw the toast out and, if they had time, make some more. But I didn’t.
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We live in an old house. It was built in 1928 by my wife’s great-grandfather, a legendary United Church preacher and Member of Parliament who owned most of the block – on most of which he grew apples and roses. He gave the house to his eldest daughter – my wife’s grandmother – a few […]
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Excuse me… It’s been a while, hasn’t it? Life’s been moving quickly these past, ahem, five months. Let’s see. Well, most of my time has been spent working. Non-stop, it seems, but that’s really not true. Still, my life is dominated by the demands of eleven-seventeen and teaching at Lakehead. eleven-seventeen is going well. Too […]
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Piers. What a kid. Equal parts pain-in-the-ass and sheer beauty. I guess ‘exuberant’ is the most applicable adjective for his personality spectrum, from his expressions of anger and frustration to his expressions of joy and gratitude. When I think of Piers’ future, I get fearful. I’m sure he’ll be fine no matter what, but I […]
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