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
(by a Forty-Something) Growing up on the East Coast of Canada when I did was pretty great. Since moving to the United States and spending much time getting to know friends down here I’m realizing something that as a kid I’d hadn’t put together – we had available to us most all the same popular… Continue reading Some of the Best Things About Being a Kid
So, I've been ill the past few days, and in order to subsist I've been trying to wear something that allows for comfort. It has really got me thinking about some of my favorite articles of clothing that I've owned over the years. And lying here, has of course given me a chance to think,… Continue reading Prêt-à-Porter…Again & Again
It has become somewhat painfully apparent that time truly stands still for no one. I had recommended that it slow down. It did not comply. I must accept that life goes on and things change, of course. Yet although it's incredibly exciting, it’s also overwhelming some days. And it's not that I'm in the twilight… Continue reading Reflectionology
A Stroke of Good Fortune 