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My Favourite Word is Grandma

On December 1, 2007 at 1:32 p.m. my life changed forever.  I was introduced to Darwin Orion Murray. At about 10 p.m. the evening before I received a telephone call from my son-in-law, Avery.  Kirsten and Avery were on their way to the hospital. Even though they said I could wait for a bit before …

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The Survivor Tree

Germany: a land of farms and old cities, and the destination of my travels every two years. It is a land with a past. Most towns here still hold scars of war in the form of bunkers that are sprawled throughout the country. A reminder of what once was. One such reminder is a tree. …

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Christmas Comes to This

My best Christmas ever felt humdrum and boring at first. I was a first-year university student in a Greyhound bus for 10 hours to spend Christmas with her grandparents and parents, instead of jet-setting back to her hometown to visit old friends and revisit high school haunts. It was hot at my grandparents house, so …

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Pancakes and Pie

It’s a sunny Sunday in Dawson, the first day of a new month. I am standing by the window at our kitchen counter eating a beetroot sandwich (toasted Calabrese bread, cheddar cheese, pickled beets, cucumber, tomato, and baby dill pickles with a sprinkle of ground pepper), watching two ravens play tag and thinking about my …

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