But how often do we spend our nights wondering how we are going to stretch $50 across two more weeks, because this month bills took precedence over food? Or if we are going to be able to swing taking on less hours this week because one of the kids has been ill and has to stay home from school? Or wondering how we are going to be able to afford to fix the car and pay for the medical bills that keep stacking up? How many times have we wondered how we are going to cobble together this month’s rent or mortgage payment, promising ourselves that next month will be easier?
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The Day of the Dead, or Día de Muertos as it is more accurately called, originated in Mexico, but is celebrated throughout Latin America, as well as in Latin American communities in the US. The actual celebration comes from traditional Aztec rituals of honoring the deceased, which were later on combined with the Catholic holidays of All Saints Day and All Souls Day (November 1st and 2nd).
The vast destruction of our planet Earth is probably scaring you as much as it is frightening me. Every day we see pictures of oceans filled with plastic, starving polar bears, and destroyed rainforests, amongst others, and it can honestly feel like whatever we do won’t really help anymore.
But it will! If each of us makes a consistent effort to make a few small changes in our lives we can collectively make a huge difference. And teaching our kids how to be conscious of their waste and how it affects the planet from an early age is very important too.
Winter isn’t all about gloom and dreariness. It also isn’t all about taking a sunny break in the tropics, either. There are some wonderful little spots in Northern Europe that make for perfect winter holiday locations, and even if you don’t walk away with a tan, you will still find yourself revitalized and entertained. It’s a lovely feeling to wrap up warm and venture out into a new city, grabbing a hot chocolate or a cup of soup, watching people go about their day, and discovering different winter traditions to bring home.
Montmartre is quite magical at night with those little cobblestone streets, chatter and music filling the air from bars and restaurants and an atmosphere of palpable mischief and mystery surrounding you. Discovering a city at night is one of my favorite parts of traveling, part of it being adventure and the other part a willingness to see how the locals live and dream.
A little over a year ago our pediatrician handed me a phone number and said “it’s time”. The phone number was for our local Mental Health Access team, and she was referring my daughter for further assessments. At the time my eldest was only three years old, but we had known for a long time that she had many behaviors that pointed towards anxiety.
I don’t think I know anyone who hasn’t spent part of their work day daydreaming about a Caribbean holiday. Or someone who hasn’t plodded through the grey cold of the morning imagining aqua blue waters, white sand, a huge hot sun, and an icy, creamy cocktail. It’s the ultimate dream destination that is just as fulfilling in real life.
Sometimes I feel like I am living in an alternative world where I am watching this current one pass by my eyes, constantly reaching out and pressing buttons but unable to change the course of time. I spend a lot of time writing articles, calling and writing to members of the government, protesting, and setting up long-term actions, but it has become a mountain, and one that often feels quite isolating.