the search for Hazel Pearl Bean’s family.

Late one night, I typed 6223 Molson Street, Montreal into Google Maps to see their home. No, I’m not a creeper.  This is where my Grandma Beatrice’s adoptive parents once lived.  6223 Molson Street was the address listed on her adoption paper. We have very little information to go from.  We have a baptism certificate…

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the big life questions.

Whether you journal or feel like you need a change in your life, here are some great questions and prompts from Elizabeth Lesser’s book, Broken Open. What really matters to me in this life? What precisely do I need to learn, change, and transform within myself? From whom or what will I take my direction…

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#jewelryboxstories: conclusion

Moving through the grid from left to right: Grandma Beatrice’s Brooch Coins School ID Card Figure Skating Pendant Last Letter from Gram Locket Necklace Fake Plastic Teeth A Ring from Auntie Lyd Grandpa Pud’s Keychain I’m going to wrap up these little stories for now.  I find that I get bored if I keep doing…

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I’m going to camp for the first time.

I’m going to camp for the first time – at 38 years old.  I leave next week. I will be 3 hours away from Toronto, with 80 women I have never met before.  It’s called the Imperfect Boss Camp.  A group of creative women – entrepreneurs, designers, photographers, bloggers, artists… coming together to learn from…

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#jewelryboxstories: my locket necklace

Grandma Lainie bought me this locket and necklace for Christmas one year.  There are two photos tucked inside – one of Grandma Lainie and one of Grandpa Pud. I have shown the kids who is inside and it still catches me off guard when Tate says, Is Grandma Lainie coming? (he notices my necklace as…

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#jewelryboxstories: Grandpa Pud Keychain

Grandpa Pud always carried coins in his pockets. As a kid, I can remember dumping Pringles cans full of pocket change out onto the floor. Grandpa, my brother and I would begin the task of separating the coins – dimes with dimes, quarters with quarters… The quarters were then stacked in fours, so we could…

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