Tag: prose

  • Comicon

    Comicon

    I took my five and six year olds to Comicon today. I wasn’t sure what I was getting myself into, but I’d already bought tickets months ago. When our regular sitter couldn’t come (due to our negligence in asking until the last minute) my husband gracefully bowed out, encouraging me to take the kids instead.…

  • One breath from freedom

    One breath from freedom

    Thursday’s my new favorite day. Always followed by a Friday, the breath of freedom gives new life to me. I worked, and had a good day, but couldn’t drag my thoughts away from writing. Like a cur with a bone, I thought about my work in progress, wondering when I’d have another chance to focus…

  • Family Monday

    Family Monday

    Our last full day of family vacation drifted away in the warm sunshine, vague memories of work not hampering me for a change. I felt my soul drink in every once of warmth, peeling off the layers of flannel and fleece, drinking my coffee with my face turned to the sun like a flower thirsting…

  • Warm spring day

    Warm spring day

    A lovely spring day, only one month late. (I’ll take it, no matter how long it took to arrive.) I enjoyed the nicest weather this year with my family, a delicious breakfast at Cora’s, followed by the butterflies at the Jardin Botannique. The kids ran and played with the butterflies and I caught adults with…

  • Playing hooky

    Playing hooky

    Another day of conference in a city made for fun. Focusing on learning as I get older sometimes feels like I have to pound stuff into my head with a mallet. It’s amazing that I accomplished another 12 years of education after the first 13 of school. I spent an entire quarter of a century…

  • Resolve

    Resolve

    My first full day in Montreal in almost ten years was strangely familiar and yet very different. The grey clouds pushed out flakes of white as I walked streets I didn’t remember, to a conference for those who’ve lost their memory. The irony wasn’t lost on me as I found my destination. I listened with…

  • Genie in a bottle

    Genie in a bottle

    The winds of change are in the air today. We had nice weather today, with the sun actually warming my shoulders through the window as I drove. It felt like I drove all day, in between work, appointments, and meetings. I planned my day like a general, Marching into battle, Every minute accounted for until…

  • Soft repose

    Soft repose

    Sometimes I wonder how it was I got so lucky in life A wonderful job, amazing friends who’ve touched my life, A husband I love and family I get along with and enjoy. But anytime I begin to fret that life isn’t quite what it should be Or that I haven’t achieved what I set…

  • A light in the dark

    A light in the dark

    Some days you roll over on the wrong side, Step out of bed a crank Wonder why you bothered at all When fate gives your life a yank Some day’s are worse than others Some weeks never seem to end Today was one that was endless When I really could have used a friend But…

  • Flip side

    Flip side

    Today was an exercise in extremes. I spent the morning solitary, Writing to my hearts content. In my head, on my own, the freedom of my thoughts Uninterrupted Then noon struck, And Cinderella returned from the ball In order to deplete the wild energy of my young, I ran them hard at the Telus spark…