Pick your battles

As you know if you read my blog I’m writing a book. It’s about my motherbattle and, to a lesser degree, me. I loved her and we were always close. But what’s fascinating is, in dredging up these old memories, I’m noticing aspects of her personality, her character, her being I wasn’t really aware of before.

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Day 317. Yes? No?

What to do!  What to do!  Are you a risk taker?  Willing to throw caution to the wind.  Chance it?  Cast your fears aside?  Take a leap of faith?  I only ask because ‘risk’ was the subject of risksyesterday’s WordPress Daily Prompt.  “What’s the biggest risk you’d like to take — but haven’t been able to?  What would have to happen to make you comfortable taking it?”

Not really an easy question to answer.  There’s all kinds of risks.  Risks you take in your personal life.  Like finally getting over your fear of commitment and getting married.  Risks you take in your professional life.  Like walking away from a big promotion to go back to school to follow your heart and study medicine.

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Day 245. True Confessions

All right. I’m going to say it out loud. I’ve felt it for a while, now. But I haven’t talked about it. Don’t know why, really. Maybe I just wanted to have it all figured leavingout first. I don’t care about that any more. Okay, here it is.

I’m bored with Toronto.




As cities go, Toronto has been very good to me. I have been successful here. I’ve met great people here. I’ve had a very good life here. My closest friend lives here, the one I’ve known since we were in our early twenties.

But the city bores me.

It didn’t always. But it does now.

That’s why I keep saying I want an adventure. That’s probably why, even though I don’t love my apartment, I haven’t

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Day 156. Role Models

I’ve fallen behind in my reading. At the end of December one of my favourite bloggers, Book Peeps, posted about ‘heroines’. I just read it the other day, and I’m glad I herodid. After providing the definition of the word, she listed a few women she considered heroines; and then went on to post links to several books.

They’d been selected by Parul Sehgal, a New York Times Editor as her favourite literary heroines of 2012. Book Peeps also linked to an interesting article Sehgal wrote for NPR.

After thinking about it for a minute, I realized my list would include all the women Book Peeps mentioned: Amelia Earhart, Joan-of-Arc, Harriet Tubman, Anne Frank and Mother Theresa. To that list, I added a couple of my own. The first two women I thought of, were Helen Keller and Golda Meir.

What all these women accomplished in their lifetimes was ‘extraordinary’. Yet they were all ordinary citizens, from humble beginnings. All overcame incredible odds. All had strong convictions and were prepared to live, and die, by them. All put others ahead of themselves. All were courageous. Determined. Undaunted. Strong.

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