For someone who loved to chat with everyone he met, his vocabulary now consisted of only a few words and phrases. Yet, whenever I went to visit him his eyes would shine, he would smile and say, “I will”…
in a wheelchair and bound by hope
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Often the best way to tell a story, an adventure, is in the present tense. So, you will find some stories “in the rearview mirror”. Past events that have helped shape my present. Stories that are timeless and relatable. I hope they bring some tears, laughter, hope and encouragement to your journey.
widowed and sitting in the wrong seat
It didn’t take long for me to realize I was in the wrong seat. The memorial service and reception was over. My immediate family and myself, plus my sister and brother and their families, gathered at a favourite restaurant for dinner. It was one of the “firsts”—those...
widowhood intruded unplanned, unexpected, unwelcome
The phone rang, but I was busy so I let the answering machine get it. No message. A couple of minutes later it rang again. No message. Quickly it rang a third time. I picked it up, annoyed that the person on the other end wouldn’t leave a message when I was so busy!...
a new year. a new adventure.
A new adventure has begun! Why don't we give it a broad general name for now… how about “2021?” Let’s look down the road to see what’s ahead….. Hmm, mine is shrouded in fog...nope, it's snow. I can’t see much at all! How about you? I’m feeling a little wary. I like to...
was 2020 the year of focus?
I was just thinking about 2020. December felt different this year, as have most of the months of 2020. It has been a year unlike anything most of us have known. I heard these comments in December, “we can hardly wait until 2020 is behind us”, “finally the last month...
o holy night
T h e y t r a v e l l e d f a r . Tired. Exhausted. No room. No room at the inn. A stable. A manger. A star. Pain, water, blood, cries... Five fingers. Five toes. Two eyes. A mouth and a nose. A Baby born. Perfectly formed. ...
silent night, holy night
Adrianna closed her tired eyes. “Silent night, holy night, all is calm, all is bright.” The carol whished around her. By the end of the second verse the beauty of the music settled on her weary shoulders. “Silent night, holy night, Son of God, love’s pure light.”...
a Christmas stranger
BEEP – BEEP – BEEP! The little boy looked at his alarm clock. It was 9:00 am. He jumped out of bed and ran to the calendar, knowing full well what day it was. December 24th, the day before Christmas! The little boy was so full of Christmas cheer that he threw...
