“What gives meaning to my life?” I asked myself many years ago. Blank. How can I not know? I came to Canada with a very clear, deeply rooted definition of what gave meaning to one’s life. That definition simply crumbled one day. And there was nothing, a whole lot of nothing. I thought that what […]
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Even if it is just an inch, rise. Even if it takes tremendous pain to get up, rise. Even if you must rest on your knees, elbows, rise. Just a little bit. It is worth it. Crawl a bit if you must, but then rise. There is so much that you don’t know and so
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Many times, after her hospital visits, I felt that Moxie was releasing the sadness, sorrow, and heartache of the patients she interacted with in different ways. Some days she needed a long lazy walk, other days she wanted to run like mad in the field. Other times she wanted to play with her favourite rope
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Shortly after my divorce, about 8 years ago, I was out walking Moxie on a cold, dark winter night. It was minus 35 degrees Celsius, windy, no soul to be seen around us. I felt hopeless, depressed and so very lonely. I did not recognize it at that time that I was in a downward
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