You, dear soul, are doing fine. You have been finding your way through the struggle, and the muck and mire. You’ve had a lot to contend with over this past year. But you’ve done it every single day. Every night you’ve gone to bed, and every morning you’ve gotten up and faced the day. That’s… Continue reading A Letter from My Inner Wise Self
Almost exactly three weeks after we lost my mother, my father and I were grabbing lunch one day, just the two of us. We'd decided to eat at a lovely little cafe not too far from where we'd been staying every night for these past few weeks; my grandmother's house, overlooking the beach and the… Continue reading The Lunch
When my son was a child, we said some variation of this to each other every day and every night, "I love you a hundred, million worlds." I'm not exactly sure of the origins of our saying it, but I know that my heart had never before felt the way that it did about him,… Continue reading A Hundred, Million Worlds
What if your life changed in a mere second? Or in just a few precious minutes? What if much of the life you knew was gone? How would you look at yourself? Would you blame someone or something? Would you blame yourself? Would you hide from the world? Would you hate yourself? Would you hate… Continue reading I’ve Got Some Questions
Sunday was ‘National Grandparents Day’. The general public may or may not be aware of this. I can’t honestly say that I remember it every year, or even most years, and I’m fairly certain I only ever knew about it at all because of a few teachers who had their class celebrate it when… Continue reading I Can Smile at the Old Days
I gave myself a pep-talk the other day; a look-me-in-the-eye, in-my-face kind of pep-talk. I think I need to do that more often. Most of us probably could use them more often. Sometimes I suddenly think about the fact that I am me, and it kind of hits me right then…I am me…all the… Continue reading The Human Tragedy Consists in the Necessity of Living with the Consequences
Don't let your life pass you by…Weep not for the memories… I have been remiss; I missed posting a blog last Tuesday, and believe me I felt kind of awful about it. I didn’t forget, not at all, but as I mentioned I’ve been traveling and spending as much time with family as possible. And,… Continue reading I Will Remember You, Will You Remember Me?
You know when people say, “Hey…so, what’s your story?" We all have a story. That’s undeniable. Usually this question means, “What’s going on with you right now?” Unless, perhaps you've just happened to find yourself in a crazy situation straight out of a movie and you need to detail your character history or establish an… Continue reading What’s Your Story Morning Glory?
** I'd been toying around with starting to share some shorter personal notes in addition to my Tuesday essay posts, I wasn't sure when I'd begin, but unfortunately something close to my heart presented itself today. ** Moncton shooting: RCMP surround building as manhunt continues… A massive manhunt is going on in the very city in… Continue reading Sending Out an SOS
A mother's love for her child is like nothing else in the world. It knows no law, no pity. It dares all things and crushes down remorselessly all that stands in its path. ― Agatha Christie On Mother’s Day two weekends ago we discovered that robins had built a nest containing three beautiful wee eggs… Continue reading And the Course of a Lifetime Runs, Over and Over Again
A Stroke of Good Fortune 