Saying Goodbye to “Doris from Devon”
My mum passed away in May, and we said our final goodbyes last week. Goodbye to Dorena from Devon. Aka Doris from Devon.
A New Era Begins
It’s the end of an era in my family. And the beginning of a new one.
Spring Flooding & Other Miscellany.
I’m thinking of spring flooding this week, my friend. The water is rising in New Brunswick, and I am thinking of home. For many reasons.
The Prodigal Child Returns
I‘m home in New Brunswick this week. The prodigal child returns, so to speak. I’ve been drinking tea, chatting, and spending time with Mum.
We Get Knocked Down, But We Get Up Again
We get knocked down, but we can get up again. Hopefully. With lots of love and support. And guts and determination. And a great sense of humour.
Family Ties… Again
What is the meaning of family, anyway? To me it means I know who I know, and love who I love.
Childless By Choice or By Chance
At my book club a week or so ago, we discussed the use of the term “childless.” I say “we” but, actually, I started the discussion. Someone used the term innocently, in a comment, and I admit I ranted …
Travels with a Ninety Year Old
This week in my travels with a ninety year old I’ve learned a lesson. You get great service when your companion has a cane and a walker.
Voices in Our Head
Sometimes we can still hear the voices of loved ones we miss. We hear their voices in our heads, and it’s comforting.
This Was My Brother
A boy and his dog and his birthday cake. May 1948 ****************************************************************** “This Was My Brother” ********** by Mona Gould ************* This was my brother At Dieppe Quietly a hero Who gave his life Like a gift, Withholding nothing, His …