Foo has been a member of my son’s family for almost 15 years. On Tuesday Foo joined his best friend, Toffee, to whom I said a tearful and painful goodbye almost 4 years ago. Saying goodbye to a pet was as difficult for me as losing a family member. When asked if I will getContinue reading “Foo”
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In memoriam
Fifteen years ago yesterday I married a man who loved me more than I could ever ask for. He had total trust in me, and loved me unconditionally. I doubt if that opportunity would ever come again. At his memorial service his best friend quoted in the eulogy: ‘Tis better to have loved and lostContinue reading “In memoriam”
Waiting
We are both waiting. Gia is waiting for her owner, true love, master, food-giver, ball-thrower and only person in her world, to return and sit beside her. I’m waiting for my son to join me for pizza and a drink. (Yes, he is the same person for whom Gia is waiting, although he is notContinue reading “Waiting”
Home again
A week ago I was on my way home once again. I had decided to spend a week with my granddaughters in Saskatchewan, just a 2-day drive from here. When you do the math, 8 days away with 2 days driving each way, means there are only 4 full days to visit. And the 4thContinue reading “Home again”
Sisters
Even a three year old seems to understand the important bond of sisters. From first greeting she was as gentle as a toddler can be in times of great excitement. I started to consider the close bond my youngest two children have. They have been supportive of each other through childhood, teen years and adulthood.Continue reading “Sisters”
Watering cans and blueberries
“What does excitement feel like in you?” “What does excitement look like for you?” Those were two questions posed to me last week, by two different people in very different contexts. I could not answer either of them. What is excitement? When did I lose the ability to feel excited? I started thinking about occasionsContinue reading “Watering cans and blueberries”
Listening
Over twenty years ago, while working with a singing group, I met a man who I thought was an almost perfect match for me. Through the years we have remained friends, and at times lost touch entirely until our paths crossed again, randomly and briefly. We continued to rehearse and perform together for several years.Continue reading “Listening”
Mourning rituals
Today marks one year since my father passed away. It has been a tough year in many ways, but also a good growing experience. I started thinking about the mourning rituals I observed and participated in while living in Thailand. When my father-in-law passed away we held several days of evening services and meals forContinue reading “Mourning rituals”
Dad’s roses
After years of working long hours 12 months each year, my father retired at a relatively young age. He was 55 when my brother was diagnosed with terminal cancer, and decided to retire in order to spend more time with my brother, and with mom. My mother struggled so much after losing her son toContinue reading “Dad’s roses”
Golden hour
The period of time before sunset is called “golden hour”. I didn’t know that until 5 minutes ago when I did a google search looking for the word to describe it. What did we do before internet? I remember the day when I was a pre-teen and the large set of World Book Encyclopedias arrivedContinue reading “Golden hour”
Reflections 