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The day job
Some days I feel that writing is so much more rewarding than having a day job, and wish that I’d been granted a life of luxury to pursue the dream. But then I remember in order to infuse writing with meaning, one needs to have life experience to go along with your imagination and perspiration. …
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Reprieve
Trapped in a nine to five, boxed in at the corners when I’m really more of a triangle, Each day a mixture of joy and frustration, wondering if life is what we make of it or if we are what it makes of us. Trying to keep the bad from leaking into the good, Brain…
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Survive and thrive
A conversation with an old friend today brought back complex memories from a time long ago. Part of my life experience includes six years in The Royal Canadian Air Cadets, something that was expected we did growing up. My Dad had joined back in his high school days, and it was free and involved camp…
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Last impressions
We always talk about first impressions. What you recall of someone at the first meeting, what they were wearing or how they spoke, what they said. But what about last impressions? It’s not something I’ve had discussions about, but it is something I think about daily with the way my life intersects with others. Often…
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Long weekend hangover
Why does the day after a long weekend take the same amount of time as the entire weekend to pass? For the first time I can remember, May long weekend was beautiful, the longest precipitation free break and warmest days I have ever seen on the weekend that catapults the camping season back onto centre…
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Change
The pieces don’t fit together, Set adrift on the waters of change Lost in the turmoil, No time to rearrange You must start a new trip, Travel far to distant shores This trial by water different, off the familiar script What beauty awaits at the end? Challenges and triumphs unseen, a world ready and able …
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Unmoored
The quiet waters beckon, whispering for the nearby loons to hear Alone in the dark wildness, Only the silent stars watching as events unfold I approach in this fugue, feeling the gentle breeze against my face, lifting tendrils of hair in examination as though deciding if I can stay The peace I feel sinks into…
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Descent into gladness
Today was the first time since being a parent that I’ve really had to deal with the small lord of the flies situation that will strike every parent at some point in time. Yes, I broke the seal, 6 years in. I didn’t really want to, but my almost-6-year-old has been going to a reasonable…
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Notorious
A a child, I remember wanting people to notice me, realize how amazing and special I was and shower me with gifts and adoration. I’m pretty sure everyone has a little Cinderella tucked inside their soul, A need to be considered valuable by those who are important to you, whoever that may be. As I…
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Wisdom
The weeks are really flying. I’m reminded of my grandmother who used to tell me to wait, and the days would seem shorter someday, the holidays would group together. Christmas again, again. I scoffed, disbelieving. As if, Grandma! The arrogance of youth, feeling time move through sandy beaches and molasses speed. Now I am close…