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How can I parent mindfully when I get so tired of being a parent?
After 30 years of bias, I finally fell in love with motorcycles
How I told my mother I’m not her son – I’m her daughter
I keep losing stuff, but I haven’t lost my sense of humour (yet)
I want the genteel friendships my grandmother curated
A driving lesson gone wrong pushed me to divorce my teenage daughter

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Why I took my wife’s surname in my 40s
This overstuffed old house is my last link to my parents
Will I pass my driver’s test at 80, like I did at 16?
Babe in the woods: I almost lost my daughter that day
I’m the only dad in the schoolyard – but I’m getting used to being a Man Mom
I’m learning to make peace with my grief
A salute to Barbie on International Women’s Day
I jazzed up Canadian history by rewriting it as fan fiction
Growing up among the slag heaps of Sudbury was a gift
What I learned about life while fighting cancer

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How I clawed my way back from an opioid addiction
Why are we so quick to anger these days?
I’m teaching myself to play the piano – and it’s working (sort of)
Why fishing is so good for the soul (but maybe not your liver)
Nine ways your life changes when you’re raising five kids
#winterlove: How baking pulled me out of my depression, and brought me closer to my neighbours
Discovering I had Marfan syndrome made me rethink my life
I miss the humour and sarcastic delight Arthur Black brought to radio
What I learned working with misfits, oddballs and hardened fishermen
What do you do with an empty house full of relics that no one wants?

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How do I cope when my daughter is having major surgery?
The best (and worst) first-date story ever
The best marriages are a lot like compost heaps, and this is why
My on-again, off-again love affair with the Leafs
I cheated on my first love, but I’ll never forget him
The much-ridiculed Bachelor TV show reminds me of how much we all just want to be loved
I used to think mice were cute. Then they moved into my apartment
Google office? No thanks – I love the odd things I find in our old building
In a time of stress, she remembered my nationality, not my name
I’ve just found out my son is on the spectrum. Now what?