Coming-of-age

My Kind of Sexy

My Kind of Sexy

As a tween, an almost adolescent, I didn’t really understand what sexy was. All I knew was that Elvis Presley made me feel differently. For some reason, I wanted to kiss him and my eyes were glued to his body when he performed. Once I fully understood what sexy was, Elvis was gone, never to return. Left to seek out other sexy avenues I stumbled upon, David Cassidy, John Travolta, Tony Defranco, Davy Jones, and the super cute guy down my street.

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Published on October 16, 2022
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Published on April 30, 2022
Published on January 20, 2020

The Power of the Word NO!

The Power of the Word NO!
As long as I can remember, I’ve done things I didn’t want to do until…..
I found my NO voice.
For me, it took a certain level of strength and maturity to find my NO voice. Now that I have it, I’m empowered when using it. I feel great saying NO when I mean NO… and I stick to my convictions.
“No, I’m not going out because I’m tired. No, thank you as I’m not interested. No, I won’t because I simply don’t want to, so there!”
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Published on February 20, 2022

59

59
When I was in my later 30s, I complained to my brilliant dermatologist that I wanted to fix all the little lines I was getting. He said, “Why take a perfectly healthy person and put them at risk?” I live by his mantra.
However, 59 is beckoning my youthful vanity.
When I get a rise of vainness seedlings, I look at my beautiful mother and I see how aging is graceful and spiritual. Should I live by her mantra: “I am the Captain of this boat and I will go down with the ship!”
Should I also go down with the ship like a good sailor does?
Although the life preservers are on board the boat too! 😉
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Published on January 9, 2022

Humour Me

Humour Me
At 20 something, I hung out with friends in bars, talking loud over the music, dancing, and not having many concerns about the world.  At that time, I wasn’t paying serious attention to life, I was just living it.
I remembered when all my parts moved only when I moved. That’s not the case anymore.  Now, my body moves like Newton’s Cradle!!!
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Published on January 5, 2022
Published on January 8, 2021
Published on March 9, 2020
Published on January 7, 2019

News to You… It’s Never Going to be Perfect!

News to You… It’s Never Going to be Perfect!
What freedoms will you give yourself?
The freedom to eat chocolate at 2:00 a.m. The freedom to be non-productive. The freedom to live your best imperfect life. The freedom to accept that you are not perfect and that’s fricken wonderful. The ultimate freedom to be you, imperfectly you – bent nose Suzie-Q.
“But, Sue, it’s got to get better. How will you ever win the Pulitzer Prize if your writing has errors?”
I guess I won’t win that prize.
But, I did win a calculator in Grade 7 and that was one of the best days of my life.
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Published on December 19, 2021
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Published on April 26, 2020
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Published on January 11, 2016
Published on August 15, 2014

Mean What You Say

Mean What You Say

Suddenly, I heard the loud horn sound which announced the start of the relay race. I got so excited to receive the baton, but it was going to take quite a while until it got to me. It had to pass through around 100 hands. I waited with the Green team’s fastest girl. I didn’t talk to her even though she was my bunkmate. I knew I was going to beat her. I was thinking of all the things I was going to say to her when I ran passed her. I was reciting these lines in my head, “See ya later baby! Bye Bye Birdie! Catch ya later! Smell my wind! Eat my dust!”

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Published on December 16, 2019
Published on February 25, 2018

It’s a Crazy Ride

It’s a Crazy Ride

Most of my time is fleeting. I don’t know why this is so. It’s noon and suddenly it’s 4 p.m. The passage of those 4 hours doesn’t add up. It’s Monday and then without much notice, it’s Friday. The seasons roll like that and the years too. I’m very aware of this quick passage of time. Although, when I was younger, I felt the passage of time was much slower. Sitting in a classroom watching the clock hands finally reach 3:15 p.m., was endless. However, the run out of school into the park with my friends was fleeting. All that time was magical, up until my Mother’s call-in for dinner.

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Published on November 18, 2019
Published on September 23, 2018

Exhauuustionnnnn

Exhauuustionnnnn

Perhaps I’m feeling as autumn does the changing of my leaves. The beautiful crimson colours the trees and bushes change into. The newly crisp flowy air with less humidity. The lifting of summer’s glee with preparation for winter’s roar! I look forward to autumn and I do love when it’s here. But as the flowers, I too have become exhausted and require some rest.

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Published on October 27, 2019

I’m Old(er)

I’m Old(er)

I used to run for fun. Always, for tirelessly very long lengths of time. Up and down hills and on all types of terrain. In rain, wind, sun, heat, snow, it didn’t matter. Now, I’m particular about the terrain, temperature, and distance. Why? Because my knees ache from the surface or the climate or the distance. Again, because I’m older and I’ve been running for over 30 years. My knees don’t like running, but my head and heart love it.

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Published on October 10, 2019
Published on August 12, 2018

I Found Myself

I Found Myself

I wasn’t a lost person, always looking for themselves.  I knew who I was early on.  I felt connected to my world and work quite quickly.  However, now I would love to talk to my 20-year-old self and say, “Hey, it’s ok to say NO – often.  It’s ok not to agree.  It’s ok that people won’t like you for being you. It’s ok to be independent.  It’s ok to live along your own path even if it’s unpopular.  It’s ok to simply be you!”

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Published on July 2, 2018
Published on July 25, 2017

I Won’t Grow Up

I Won’t Grow Up

I remember riding my bike and listening to Steely Dan on the radio:
Are you reelin’ in the years
Stowin’ away the time
Are you gatherin’ up the tears
Have you had enough of mine
Just riding my bike in the sun and listening to the radio. Simply, simple.
So how does one ward off the pending gloom that surrounds adulthood? How do we reclaim reelin’ in the years?
My suggestion…”Screw Maturity”. That’s right, don’t grow up. Stay immature and child-like.
How does one stay immature? Embrace childhood happiness and simple joys.

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Published on November 13, 2017
Published on October 30, 2016
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Published on July 9, 2017
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Published on June 27, 2016
Published on May 1, 2015
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Published on June 13, 2016
Published on June 12, 2015

Ownership Makes All the Difference

Ownership Makes All the Difference

I still think about my first car. It was a red Toyota Tercel with a hatchback. I had black and grey racing stripes put on the exterior to match the black and grey sport seats. After I purchased the car, it took me another year of savings to have a pop-up sunroof installed. I loved driving it everywhere. This was my freedom on wheels.

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Published on April 24, 2016
Published on October 10, 2014

Bonding Our History

Bonding Our History

When my children’s book was launched in 2011, a wonderful publicist, Mike Cohen, told me to get busy on social media platforms. He suggested I get the news about my new book out into cyber space. So…I started a Facebook account for myself and for my book. It was quite exciting as I had never been publicly exposed in this way.

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Published on March 7, 2016
Published on November 7, 2014