when doing happy doesn’t make happy

Over the Christmas break I took my firstborn to her doctor. She had not been feeling right for a few months. She was anxious, sad and very tired. I had offered lists and strategies throughout the Fall, as I am prone to do, of sure fire ways to feel better. Nothing seemed to work. Because she is 20, I drop her at the doctors. I do not go in with her, I do not hold her lovingly on my lap, I do not speak for her, I do not protect her, I do not manage next steps. Instead, I go grocery shopping and hope for the best.

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Timmy to Jimmy-don’t mess with me

 

My cousin Tim, who I visited in Colorado last year, is danger boy, always trying to challenge himself, is fearless in a back country avalanche dodge skiing kind of way, has zero body fat and a superior IQ, is a hugely successful partner in a law firm where on any given day he is confused with a bike courier,  as he loves his oldest pants and riding his favourite bike to work with leather saddle bags and exercises a humility and gratitude I am inspired to see, tells this story.

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This is Christmas- chocolate

I have something that could change your life

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