Category Archives: Identity

  1. Soaring Inward

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    December 7, 2017 by Katia

    I sometimes think about a different form of time travel, one where past is conveniently wrapped in the present and …
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  2. Placing Yourself Outside of Your Comfort Zone – My Experience as a Stage Presenter at BlogHer 17

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    July 21, 2017 by Katia

    Exactly three weeks ago on Friday I stood on stage in front of a large audience, reading something quite personal …
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  3. How to Have a User-Friendly Midlife Crisis

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    June 29, 2017 by Katia

    This is not a “How To” post. Some of the other titles I’ve considered include: Knock Knock. Who’s There? Midlife Crisis …
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  4. Letting Go of Jenn

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    March 16, 2017 by Katia

    There are certain recurring dates that I encounter at different corners of my life through same-day birthdays, anniversaries and less …
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  5. You Know What an Accent Means?

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    February 2, 2017 by Katia

    “You know what an accent is, don’t you? It’s a sign of bravery” a friend chimed in on a Facebook …
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  6. The Struggle is Gift (and other things I wish I could tell my younger self)

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    December 6, 2016 by Katia

    Hey, you. Remember being twelve years-old and having wise thoughts? Somehow traveling outside of your country for the first time, …
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  7. Seven Love Stories in Seven Days – #6: Museums

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    September 25, 2016 by Katia

    I rarely experience museums the same way anymore. At best they’re a promise that never quite gets fulfilled. Mostly we …
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Between 2014-2015:

BlogHer '13 Voices of the Year Community Keynote Honoree
Scary Mommy
The Epistolarians

Books:

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“First they snub the prototype (a cake-shaped squishy they’re introduced to for the very first time by fellow patrons at an Italian restaurant) with a superior shrug ‘no, thanks’. Next they announce that the continuation of their lives depends on the ownership of squishies and following the protocol, they launch a campaign. Smelling the familiar scent of victory, they throw in – as a sign of good will – a symbolic amount our way to be put toward the purchase of squishies as gifts. They select two identical sweet-smelling bread loaf squishies, and make all of their friends and friends’ friends and not so close friends and parents and dog-walking neighbours look at them. The realization that this is IT in terms of squishy versatility and repertoire must be sinking in. As time elapses the squishies generate an “11” (on a scale of 1-5, 1 being ‘passionate’ and 5 ‘hysteric’) in outbursts of emotion, but only upon realization that the objects are missing. The squishies, as all other midlife toys (three days to two weeks post-purchase) now evoke indifference and hysteria depending on their status (present or missing) and start resurfacing in off-the-beaten-track locations such as the bathroom cabinet and more popular destinations, like the parents’ bedroom. Eventually, after a three month hiatus and permanent pendulum shift toward ‘who dis’ one of the squishies is torn in half.” Continued on the blog. #amwriting #blogger #parenting #parentinghumour #parentinghumor #squishies #blogpost #funnymoms #momsofinstagram #iamthemilk #wordpress #wordpressblog
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