Growing with gratitude for life's challenges
This blog post almost eluded my attention – the trickster. We’ve had company this week, and are still in the midst of settling, so I lost track of the days, and here it is Sunday already. To be honest, I am happy to done with this challenge and move on to the next. Focusing on […]
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A set of 150 watercolour pencils – a gift from my husband – challenges me to paint. In the busyness of moving, I have let this practice slip, and a number of sketches sit in my portfolio case waiting for me. Inspiration comes from the photos I take. The lone turtle (featured), for instance, begged […]
Read MoreI confess, I frequently personify objects, apologizing to walls that I bump into, asking my iPhone where it got to, and apologizing to the milk I left on the counter, as if they have the capability of feeling bumped, slighted or abandoned. Personification is the practice of imbuing inanimate objects with humane characteristics. It is […]
Read MoreAs a writer, I ponder point of view often, wondering which narrative voice is most effective. For this post’s purpose, first person narrative is called for, however; I tend to favour that option in much of my writing, and yet, I tire of it, as I’m sure readers must. Much of my poetry stems from […]
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I’m on a field trip with several classes of middle school students. We are attending a local theatre to watch a live performance. One boy, in particular, is concerning me. He misbehaves regularly and needs constant monitoring. I rotate between the balcony and the main floor keeping an eye on students and come upon the […]
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I’ll be waiting for you in Heaven, daughter, although the roles we played in life have no bearing here – only souls congregating in spiritual reflection. Still the ties that bound us will be vivid, your mind, no doubt reeling in transition, the turmoil of earthly incarnation still buzzing in emotional swirls. I’ve had the […]
Read MoreWe recently attended a dramatic version of To Kill a Mockingbird in Stratford, Ontario. Written by Harper Lee in the late 1950’s, this has been one of my all time favourite reads. Although some of the language is antiquated and no longer acceptable, the themes of the novel are timeless. Atticus Finch, the patriarch extraordinaire of the […]
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“I’m quite happy to spectate,” I offer when the cry goes out for team members. It’s Friday night, and darts are the big event at the neighbourhood clubhouse. “No! No! You must play. Everyone plays.” This is our second social this week in our new community, and I must say the locals are friendly and […]
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“I’m not as smart as you. I’d probably be okay if I was smarter.” “That’s not true, June. You are very smart.” “Do you really think so?” My sister and I are doing dishes after supper. June suffers from paranoid schizophrenia. “You got 96% in your nursing program,” I remind her. “Intelligence is not your […]
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What I liked about starting a new school as a kid, was the opportunity to change my approach to life. In the early years, I was known as a tough girl, a fighter. I decided to leave her behind when I moved schools in 5th grade, and focus on being smart. Instead, I learned to […]
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One Woman's Quest II 