Loss Of My Mom
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This past Sunday I had the opportunity to walk in the CIBC Run for a Cure with my whole family and new friends. If you are new to my blog, feel free to read more about my story. I would like to share some pics from this wonderful morning. Thank you #TeamYMC! Thank you to…
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In 1998 I got the call that stopped my world, my young sister has cancer. After all the losses we have had in our family, this one ripped my heart out. Ever since our mom died when we were kids the word CANCER loomed above our shoulders. As the oldest sibling I was convinced it…
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Dear Mom, I am so sad, mad and upset at you. After years of being scared to have kids, in fear of them inheriting genetic baggage, my deepest fear has come true. Since my youngest daughter was born, her delays have been obvious. Then the diagnosis of Autism arrived. All this time I have been…
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The date is looming on my calendar. August 31st, the beginning of the Labor Day Long Weekend that signifies the end of summer. It makes me sad, yet happy. This season in particular showed that I know nothing about anything about parenting or life. Motivated by turning older than my mom, I made plans with…
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Over the past three years since joining Twitter and the Blogosphere I have had the opportunity to meet a lot of wonderful and smart people. Connections made through Twitter have landed me many published gigs. I am and will always be grateful. During that time life has changed for my family. Our oldest has started…
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Little did I know when I was pregnant with my first child that motherhood will be the hardest and thrilling job ever. Mothers come in all shapes, sizes and a vast amount of unconditional love. If there are five people to have dessert and only four pieces a mom will say that she didn’t care…
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‘Mommy, here is my heart in your necklace.’ said my five-year-old beauty. Take that Tiffany’s.
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I am walking through the mall with my daughters and see Mother’s Day signage. What should be a happy sight, I feel mixed emotions. Ever since my mom died I have hated Mother’s Day. I’ve tried to make it passable by honoring my grandmothers, but it wasn’t the same. Now as a mom, I…
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When I mention to an acquaintance that my mom died a long time ago, I am met with the pity look. The label gets stamped on my forehead like a marquee. Sometimes the other person asks how I take breaks or go to appointments. I answer, I don’t get breaks and my kids come with…
Danielle Christopher 