Scheduling and baseball and groundhogs: spring has arrived

So it finally happened here in my little corner of southern Canada – that big yellow ball in the sky emerged and emitted sunshine and warmth and my mood has been instantly lifted.

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The trouble with lunch: school lunches, mom lunches

The time of year is approaching where making lunches is starting to wear on us parents. Here in Canada the school year starts in September right after Labour Day, and continues until the end of June. It’s a long year to be making lunches every single weekday… Continue reading

Grieving from a distance – part I

People deal with grief in different ways. There is no right or wrong way, and no one has the right to force their view on how to deal with personal grief on someone else.

We are faced with a situation right now where a family member is out of country and another family member, living here, is struggling with a deadly illness. She is in the advanced stages and there is no chance to overcome, or beat the illness.

Everyone knows this. Continue reading

GenXers, Millenials – do they repair things like their parents’ generation did?

My parents are of a generation where one repaired things that were broken. Things like articles of clothing, shoes, small appliances or toys.

I cannot tell you how many timesĀ  my mom would mend socks, replace zippers, sew on buttons or fix rips on various clothing around the house.

My father too used to fix things we broke as kids. He’d find a way to get a little bit more life out of an old cassette player, and knew how to make repairs to furniture, bikes or small appliances.

Buying new things was expensive not to mention wasteful if the original, broken piece was not yet beyond repair. Back in those days, shopping was not considered a hobby like it is today to so many people. Nor did we have big box stores full of mass-produced, made-in-China products…

Today, few people take time to mend or fix things. It’s much easier to drop into the local Walmart or Target and just get another one.

We’re the disposable generation.

I struggle with this. Continue reading