Labour Day

Struggling through the bog at the back of the farm, Brody shifted the black garbage bag tucking it under his left arm, his right clearing a path through a mosquito fog.  “There’s a special place in hell for people like you,” he said. Mike, five meters ahead, turned and stood at ease. “D’ya mean military […]

Summer

I’m wearing shorts. SHORTS. And a tank top. For those of you who don’t live in the Northern Hemisphere, naked arms and legs might not seem all that noteworthy. But to us who do, it’s glorious. When you spend the majority of your year swathed in thermal fabric, walking outside with a pair of flip […]

The Tea Girl of Hummingbird Lane ~ Lisa See

I read this four hundred page book in two days. Everything about this story is indicative of the reason I read in the first place. It educated me, it inspired me, it moved me. Most importantly it connected me to a place and a people group I knew nothing about. In fact, I didn’t know […]

So It Goes

I used to clean houses for a living. It was a pathetic living, barely livable, but I did it. I could write pages and pages of life altering truisms based on my observations while doing the dirty work, but I won’t. Well, I might, but I won’t do it today. Interesting fact: Everyone has a […]

Goodwill

On the way home from, Morgan’s soccer practice on Saturday evening, we encountered a little scene on the main road near our home. A German Shephard belonging to the elderly man living on the farm adjacent to ours had escaped and was running around chasing cars. The man, who is quite frail, was pacing up and down […]

Life is Long

A couple of weeks ago, I attempted to convey a growing anxiety I’m currently experiencing to my youngest sister. Bearing in mind that I have just turned forty (a big milestone) and my baby sister is ten years younger than me, you can understand why the intensity of my struggle got lost in translation. “Time […]

Pillows

Both of my children rejected the stuffed-toy-comfort most children get attached to as infants. While other children usually have a blankie, or a bear or a bunny, mine bonded with their pillows. Morgan was about two years old when her toddler’s legs took her over to a wire bin at Home Depot. She reached in […]