Category Family

Memories of the Waiting Room

Some things have a profound affect on you. Such as when the doctor tells you that you need surgery, and without it you will die prematurely. That may be why I have posted this before, I think this is the fourth time since my wife had heart surgery on October 13, 2015. That day and […]

Today’s Dilemma

It is Saturday. Election day in Canada is nine days away. Unless you are voting early. My son suggested we go vote as a family today. He won’t be in the country on October 21, so he has to vote early or not vote. For hi this is a simple election. He made up his […]

My Mother’s Bedside

  When I was five years old, I got very sick. It was only when I as an adult that I realized that I almost died. If you had asked me at the time, I would have told you I was in hospital for a year. Time passes very slowly when you are five.  I […]

Hero From Another Time

Been thinking a lot about family recently and its importance to us. Been doing a lot of family things too, sometimes full of joy, other times tinged with sadness. Those I will write about, but there is some internal processing to do first. So today a family story. If you think you may have heard […]

Emergency Room

Follow the blue dots, the nurse said. Which is fine if you can distinguish between blue and purple – but sometimes I can’t. I figured it out, though why they didn’t tell me I was going to emergent care, I don’t know. I had never heard of emergent care. I gather it is part of […]

Anniversary Reflections

You know what they say about the best laid plans. Or maybe you don’t. Does it matter? I had a post planned for today, in my head anyway. It didn’t happen as planned. Today is my (and my wife’s) 35th wedding anniversary. I was planning on being a little personal, sharing some photos mentioning how […]

My Mother’s Pet Peeve

It is one of those days. I’m up to my ears in work, metaphorically speaking anyway, and don’t want to take the time to finish one of my half-written posts. But if I don’t have something in this space every day my mother thinks I have died. Such pressure. So today a rerun of post […]