Category: Thoughts on life and death

  • 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…

  • 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…

  • 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 …

  • 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…

  • 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…

  • 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…

  • 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…

  • Precipice 

    The edge is sharp,  Near and raw Standing at the beginning of the end of the world, A gaping hole at my feet,  taunting, Daring me To take a chance,  Step off and fly, Or die trying  The wind brings the smell of change, Like spring over the mountains, fresh on the breeze,  Life and…

  • Qualm before the Storm

    An uneasy feeling, Best described by the prickles down your spine, Racing pulse carrying the inborn fear of the dark, Fear. Powerful and overwhelming, no one is completely immune I fear so many things sometimes I wonder if anywhere is safe Heights, falling, crowds, small spaces, The dark But like many others,  I continue through…

  • Hospitality

    She was always there, behind the scenes,  Always a hug away Always a phone call away Always available to provide a shoulder or an ear,  a congratulations or commiseration  Deeply involved, no matter how old their baby got,  The job lasts a lifetime. The cooking, the cleaning, the driving, the counselling,  No expiry date, no…