: About Me

I am a wife. I am a daughter and I am a grand-daughter. I am a sister. I am a niece and I am an aunt. I am a friend. I am a Catholic. I am a child of God. I am addicted to Facebook. I am the year of the horse and Gaelic for white wave. I am a summer baby and the sign of Cancer. I am a reader and I am a writer. I am putting my life on paper. I am the victim of people's hair fetishes. I am a lover of Gap commercials and strawberry season. I am a teacher and I am a student. I am an athlete. I am a colleague. I am a blogger. I am a Starbucks junkie. I am an Ottawa Senators fan. I am a Canadian. I am lost without peanut butter. I am a safe haven for stray animals and a follower of butterflies. I am a peacemaker at heart and a fighter when provoked. I am the alter ego of a wolf and a politician in a past life. I am urban. I am so in love with my husband that I can't even see straight. I am happiest at home. I am most comfortable in my flip-flops. I am a fabulous photograph on my driver's license. I am one of the less than 1% of the population who have completed a marathon. I am finding forgiveness in my heart. I am organized. I am creative. I am a slave to detail. I am a musical creature who can't carry a tune. I am a communications major. I am a volleyball all-star. I am an only child and the baby of the family. I am a work in progress and always in recovery from something. I am a leader. I am watching a re-run of Sex & the City. I am a new homeowner. I am shopping for furniture. I am constantly seeking balance. I am in admiration of those who can sing. I am a people watcher. I am grateful for the gift of health and love. I am a believer that the more naps you take, means the more awakenings you will have. I am often wondering what happens next. I am proof that time heals all wounds. I am in information overload. I am no longer frustrated with my computer. I am looking forward to having coffee with friends. I am a pace bunny. I am the driver of a standard vehicle. I am a frequent visitor of any bookstore. I am one of many Smyths. I am a woman of mystery. I am craving chocolate. I am saying farewell. I am someone's long lost relative. I am bound for Australia. I am longing for a warm bath. I am enchanted by my friends. I am counting down the minutes. I am praying for guidance and hoping for a miracle. I am remembering days gone by. I am always looking for my keys. I am smelling something yummy. I am nursing my sore legs and nurturing my tired soul. I am a night hawk. I am inspired. I am afraid of thunderstorms and losing the people that I love. I am discovering a whole new side of myself. I am a runner. I am raising my hands to the heavens and I am thanking my lucky stars. I am beyond your peripheral vision and I am Daddy's little girl. I am convinced that, as the saying goes, not all who wander, are lost.

My Name is Gen and I am at your fingertips.

Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: Buying my first house

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When I was about seventeen years old, my Mom and I moved into an apartment on the second floor of a house in the old South area of London, Ontario. Once we moved everything in, I spent the entire rest of the weekend painting my bedroom, putting my pictures back up and arranging everything just as it was before we moved. When I was done, I dipped my hands in the paint and left my handprints on the back of my door. I wanted some evidence of my presence to be left behind. I wanted there to be proof that someone's adolescence had occurred within those walls. My Mom and I moved a lot when I was...

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