Proud

Child, I’m rarely more proud to be a Canadian than on November 11th. We listen to readings of In Flanders’ Fields as a lone trumpeter plays The Lament, and then the determined yet heart-aching bag piper marches on and on and on. We see live images of stoic, teary-eyed veterans in decreasing numbers year […]

Day 17 – There will be times

There will be times, Child, when it feels like the rug has been pulled from beneath your feet, and you’re shaken to your core.

These times will come when you least expect it. Days when gunshots ring through Parliament and the supposedly safe country you live in seems confused and shocked and without answers. […]

Day 16 – On Birthdays

Darling girl, the day you were born, I do believe the angels sang and celebrated your first birth day party. You are a glorious creation, a breathtaking piece of art with a unique voice, story, mind and talents. There is no one else exactly like you.

Today is my birthday. I suspect that my parents […]

Day 15 – Listen to Your Mother

Dear One, I want you to know that you should listen to your mother.

You see, I wish I had taken more time over the years to listen to my own Mama, and now I’m trying to catch up. Days move quickly, and sometimes I realize that it’s been a week since I picked […]