I write about ordinary days wrapped in a faith that keeps me afloat in a world where storms show up without warning.
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Our daughter pulled out early this morning, driving a U-Haul and towing her car, heading for B.C. and a new job. There were tears, long hugs, and bittersweet gratitude. Now there are three of us living in this home, as…
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A Fun Evening
It’s the theatre Mom took me to see my first movie. Snow White. It was originally built in 1913 and, having undergone extensive restoration and is now known as the Mae Wilson Theatre. Together with the Visual Arts Gallery next…
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To Everything There Is a Season
The sun is shining, and it feels relatively warm when I come out of the grocery store. When I get home and the groceries are unloaded and put away, I suggest to Gerry that we take a drive and maybe…
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It’s Snowing
“Oh, hello!” My first glance out of the window in my office reveals feather-like flakes falling from the sky and a world that is, once again, white. Snow is different here than it was in B.C. It truly is like…
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Childhood
I am sitting on a plastic chair in the waiting room at my granddaughter’s orthodontist. There are a handful of others occupying the same kind of chair spaced around the room; most of them are looking down at their phones. Only…
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Changing Times
It’s the last weekend before the official start of spring. Any way you slice it, in whatever part of the country you live—that’s cause to celebrate. Even here in Saskatchewan, we’re feeling it. After last weekend’s storm (when Cranky Old…