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A little bit about moi:
I am a mom, a nana, a sister, a woman, a friend, a human being…a youth counsellor, Family Life Educator.
I have been working in the helping profession for over 25 years and volunteered in various capacities from youths to seniors.
Tournesol is my nom de plume for haiku and other Japanese form poetry here at Tournesoldansunjardin https://cheryllynnroberts.wordpress.com I hope you enjoy reading through my daily waka.
I also have another blog "Stop the Stigma" where I may stand on my soapbox now and then and hope it will become a place to drop in and share or comment on issues important to you. In that vein this could be a great way to learn from each other.
http://stigmahursteveryone.wordpress.com
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A wonderful memory.
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Thank you, Janice.
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yes indeed! I’m not often afforded such a luxury 🙂
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I live near a bus terminal, so many took public transit that day because crossing the bridge to get to the city they still would have been hard pressed finding a place to park.
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Yeah parking in winter is a lot of fun! You have to compete with snowbanks for spaces. Not looking forward to that.
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Too bad you don’t have decent public transit. Is carpooling an option?
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