I Know Different

    “I Know Different by Tricia Proefrock Dear Mommy, I have felt your tears, falling on my face. Someone else might think they are tears of sadness, because of what I can’t do. I KNOW DIFFERENT. I know those tears pour from your heart out of gratitude for me, because of what I CAN do : I can love everyone in the purest form possible. Unconditionally. I can be judged, but will never judge in return. I know different because I feel, in your hugs and kisses, that I’m perfect just the way I am. I have seen you hang your head down in shame, when we go out on adventures. Someone else might…

  • 2012,  Pics

    Smartie has arrived

    Smartie meet the interweb. Interweb meet Smartie. Yes, Eli finally named his elf this year and called him Smartie. We are spelling it like the candy since we all know that’s where the name came from! Timbit was his runner up. lmao  For a minute he called him Smartie Timbit but suddenly dropped the Timbit but I think it’s a good surname. Not hard to tell what E’s favourite treats are, eh? But Smartie came bearing treats of his own. Rice Krispie treat lollipops are a great “I’m glad to be back” present I think. E was unsure of them as he never had them before but made sure to take…

  • 2012,  reflection

    What would I say

    Extreme Parenting Project I saw this video today and it inspired me to think of what I would have told myself on those early days. But first off, I love the name “Extreme Parenting”. That’s exactly what this is. Parenting brought to a whole new level of crazy. There is so much I would go back and tell myself. Some of it I don’t feel like sharing because it’s that personal. But trying to come up with 1 thing, or one thought is a lot. There is plenty I’d tell myself and I’m just in the beginning stages of it all. The first thing that comes to mind is You CAN…

  • 2012,  reflection

    Bravest Thing

    The prompt for November 13th was: What’s the bravest thing you’ve done? That question happened to fall on the day I was facing the biggest decision about my son’s medical care that I have ever faced. I just couldn’t get my thoughts to come together over that day, and the one after, to make a coherent post. I will now. I have time to reflect back and relax since we are home. Before that day, I didn’t know what I would have answered. Brave is a big strong word. There are many things I’ve done that I’m proud of and glad I overcame. For instance, childbirth. I don’t think that…


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