I write about ordinary days wrapped in a faith that keeps me afloat in a world where storms show up without warning.

  • We’re experiencing the first winter storm of the season as snow blows and drifts. Here’s the view outside our front door captured a few hours ago. I had an appointment to get my hair cut this morning, but cancelled it.…

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  • It was around this time of year in 1983. My dad had died a couple of months earlier and Mom, used as she was to staying with us as she did often while Dad was in the Royal Inland Hospital…

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  • I’m thinking of replacing our front door. The one we currently have is pretty and stylish, but it’s also distracting. I wasn’t enamored of it when we first moved into this home at the end of 2023, and am less…

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  • It’s 3:00 p.m.. I went to my desk around 9:3o this morning, as Gerry was leaving for the gym, and have been there most of the day, save for a break for lunch and a game of chess. For most…

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  • It’s been a hot minute since I posted here. The October wind has blown literally, making sticks of trees that were arrayed in golden splendour a few weeks ago, and metaphorically in terms of lots going on. I’m ready for…

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  • Now it is October, a transitional month. Some days are warm and sunny and I pull on capri pants and slide bare feet into Birks. Other days, I wear socks and slip into a long-sleeved sweater to keep away the…

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