Life Experiences, Postive mindset, Reminisces

Monday Morning Musing #42 – What if your heart is all over the map?

  Wrapped in our tartan blankets late Saturday evening, Bruce and I savoured the view from our deck. The stars were ablaze, the pine trees silhouetted against the light of the moon, and patches of snow still lingered in the warming spring air. It felt like a reawakening. It’s a little ironic, with winter making… Continue reading Monday Morning Musing #42 – What if your heart is all over the map?

Reminisces

Monday Morning Musing #29 My Christmas Stockings

Christmas is a time for traditions. Over time those traditions ebb and flow, as do the important people in our lives. Sometimes change is forced upon us. Sometimes it is our choice. But still, despite it all, it is Christmas. A time for love, compassion and sharing. As I write this, Josh is in the… Continue reading Monday Morning Musing #29 My Christmas Stockings

Reminisces, Transition, writing to heal

Monday Monday Musing #26 – From an emotional maelstrom to tranquil tramping

This time last year, I was likely wearing sandals and a sleeveless top as I began my Christmas decorating. I was in our lovely apartment in India and for the first time in nine years, we were not returning to Canada for the holidays. Instead, the boys, girlfriends in tow, were about to make their… Continue reading Monday Monday Musing #26 – From an emotional maelstrom to tranquil tramping

Reminisces

Monday Morning Musing #24 – Remembering the veterans… and our beloved Sarah

    A special experience flooded back this Remembrance Day as we attended the local service in our town. It was extremely respectful and soulful as wreathes and speeches, bagpipes, a bugle and a choir, all marked the poignant occasion. It reminded me of the opportunity in England this spring to pay respect to my… Continue reading Monday Morning Musing #24 – Remembering the veterans… and our beloved Sarah

Reminisces

Monday Morning Musings #12 – With Love in Every Stitch

It all began when my mother and my great-niece came for a long-weekend visit. “Auntie Terry Anne,” little Gemma said excitedly, opening her small polka-dotted suitcase. “I brought my Barbie to stay too.” Presenting the slender figure to me, I realized that this was my own childhood doll. I smiled, surprised and elated to see… Continue reading Monday Morning Musings #12 – With Love in Every Stitch