Next year, I’m moving out!

Emily hasn’t mentioned this again 😊

Pascale LeBrasseur's avatarLessons from my daughter

Yes, Emily said that over the weekend.

She was upset about something and informed us that she was planning on moving out.

I moved away for school when I was 17 so technically, she could be moving out next year.

Technically, in another world, she would start Grade 12 next year and within a year could be moving out.

I’m sad she won’t…

And

I’m delightfully happy she won’t…

I’m conflicted!

Emily hinted before at the possibility of moving out but it was never like it was this weekend.

She made her announcement while sitting at the table waiting for food to be deposited on the table in front of her.


Life is hard in our house!

I get that the other kids at school are talking about career choice and going away to University. Hearing those things make her think.

I can’t squish her dreams and…

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Understanding Death Is Not Like a Disney Movie

Reminds me of a conversation I had with Emily when her Papie passed away….

TakingItAStepAtATime's avatarTaking it a Step at a Time

My step father passed away this week. DC adored his Grandpa and the feeling was quite mutual. When I had to look for a few old photos for the service, there were two that I was determined to find. The first was of DC on a bike with his Grandpa running along side him, holding him up.

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The other was from my brother’s wedding when DC was about 5 or 6. The photo was from the hotel room before the wedding. I was standing off to the side and there was DC and his Grandpa, in their tuxedos standing in front of the mirror, arms out to the side as if they were saying “Taa Daa! Look at us”.  As I searched and searched for this photo I remembered standing there watching this moment between them in front of the mirror and thinking I was about to take THE cutest photograph that had ever been taken, when my mother…

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