Two weeks ago, MacLeans, Canada’s only national news magazine, published an article that caused quite the uproar. Written by a former diplomat, Scott Gilmore, and entitled, “Canada’s Racism Problem? It’s Even Worse Than America’s,” it’s not hard to see why this upset people. Even better was the sub-title, “For a country so self-satisfied with its image […]
We call it love. It feels like love. But the most exhilarating of all human emotions is probably nature’s beautiful way of keeping the human species alive and reproducing. With an irresistible cocktail of chemicals, our brain entices us to fall in love. We believe we’re choosing a partner. But we may merely be the […]
I am starting to see a common thread in the stories of the women in my life – it’s far more common to hear a woman focusing on the glass being half empty than half full. And guess what? The ones who do, they are unhaaaaapy.
I challenge you ladies, start looking at the half full side of things. Start steering your thoughts and attitude toward happy and grateful for the good things in your life from the smallest to the biggest. Chances are you will find yourself a lot haaaaaapier if you do so.
Extreme example, but it’s a good one. A friend of mine who has been talking non-stop about divorcing her loyal, hardworking, steady Eddie husband of 10+ years and father of her four children (two hers he took on 100%, two theirs) for over a year now (and I have been trying to talk her out…
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Growing up I had zero love for cats. In my defense I had every reason to keep my distance. None of my extended family had cats, and all my cat-loving friends tended to house whatever the feline equivalent of Cujo is. One friend in particular seemed to have an aversion to cleaning the litter box, so as a result the house just reeked. I thought that was how all cats smelled. I thought that was how all cats behaved. All of that changed in 2007 when in one afternoon I found myself with two kittens of my very own.
Over the ensuing years the number of cats in my house has fluctuated. Now my husband and I share our home with three, yes three darn cats:
- The Dude, his name a blatant The Big Lebowskireference meant to win over my father-in-law, does indeed abide, though he can be a…
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A few months ago I wrote about my issues with infertility and my inability to see myself ever becoming a mother. I was nervous about writing that article because it’s not easy talking about something that makes you feel insecure and like you don’t measure up with other women, even when it’s entirely out of your hands. It was awesome getting tons of emails from women who could relate with what I was dealing with. I decided to ask women across the web on their feelings about women who decide to not have kids. Here’s what they said.
“My younger sister has decided to not have kids. Everyone in the family has 2-3 kids but for some reason she’s had fertility issues. She doesn’t want to deal with fertility treatments and adopting is too much of an expensive and exhausting process so she decided to just be the…
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