It’s early Friday morning. The smoke we were under has dissipated and the sky is clear; we’re in for a great day. Makiya doesn’t have school today and it feels a bit like Saturday. Funny how one small change in routine creates such ripples. I’m tired. Bone weary tired. I feel it in my body…
Yesterday, as I was looking through a bin of old photos for pictures of my mom, I came across some taken of my cousins here in Moose Jaw a lifetime ago. These two are the only cousins I have real childhood memories of; we lost touch, for the most part, after my family left Saskatchewan….
It’s Saturday afternoon and I’m tired. I stayed up too late last night waiting until it was time to pick Makiya up from the youth center she goes to on the weekend. Gerry and I have an arrangement: I get up early with the dog, and he stays up late, as required, for the granddaughter….
This week has gone by in a blur of both the expected and unexpected, with a healthy measure of good things and a dose of not-so-good. I’m kinda glad it’s over. I had a coffee visit with a woman who, as a teenager, lived with my birth sister’s family for a few years here in…
It is gray and raining. We are still under a winter storm watch, but the above-freezing temperatures give me cause to believe it won’t amount to much here in Moose Jaw. Maybe I’m being overly optimistic—time will tell. It’s likely to be a different story east of us. The gloom of this morning matches my…
It’s Monday after a week of Makiya being off school for Easter break and we’re back on what seems like a bit of a treadmill today. Gerry drove her to school, came home, and picked me up. I drove him to the rec center, then came home and got a few things done. I went…