Tag: family
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How a Secret Santa Solved All My Christmas Gift Worries
I think it’s a dark art, matching people with things they didn’t know they didn’t need until you gave it to them.
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9 Bold & Brave Ways to Make the World a Less Scary Place
I’ve been medicated for anxiety for over a decade, and I have always been pretty impressed by my handle on the issue. But pack on the immediacy and hopelessness of the world outlook at the moment, and even my anti-depressants are faltering.
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Talk to Your Money Before it Says Goodbye!
Money talks. It jingles it jangles, it rustles, it clatters, it ka-chings. Most of the time, before you can even get a word in edgeways, all it does is whisper as it waves you goodbye.
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The Love, Joy, and Bittersweet Cost of Adoption
Adoption is not an easy process, emotionally, legally, or logistically, as two adoptive mothers explained during an Iris Session with David O’Sullivan.
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My Old Clothes Aren’t Hand-Me-Downs, They’re Lift-Me-Ups
A change in clothing has accompanied every phase of my life, as it has for my children. Nappies were their welcome-pants to life, but are mercifully no more. Now, I take deliveries of clothing from my sister and others, some which we parted from and which have returned.
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Talking to Your Kids About the Ultimate Taboo
Children are exposed to death, and need support to understand the sudden absence of a loved one, as does everyone. I have come to see that children are more candid and less guarded than their adults, and that there is much to learn from them.
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In the Melting-Potjie of South Africa, a Canadian Finds a New Flavour of Life
Born in Canada to Indian parents, I’ve gotten used to the gastronomic blending of cultures and it’s always been a delight.
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In Teaching me to Cook, My Mother Taught Me About Life
My mother taught me how to cook. When I was 10 years old, she stopped packing my school lunches and made me help her in the kitchen at night.
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My ex-Mom-in-Law’s Home-Baked Bread Proves That Love is All You Knead
To break bread with family and friends is a ritual of sustenance and belonging. But to bake your own bread, according to a recipe handed down through the generations, is sweeter still. Now you too can try this life-changing loaf for yourself.
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Why I Married a German, For Better or Wurst
When I first met Andreas at university, he didn’t seem very German. I knew he had a surname no one could pronounce, but he had worked hard on losing his accent and didn’t speak that much anyway.