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Dawn’s light
Beautiful skies, a trademark of a prairie morn. Amazing how looking east feels like home and stability, and looking west smells like adventure. Rockies vs ranges, future and past. I dream of climbing to the top. But my feet stay on the firm prairie soil. The fear of height is in my blood, grounded and…
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The mountains
Moments are fleeting and few. Born on the wind’s back, through clouds of slate blue that pierce every crack. Today we played in the rain as it turned into snow, cold hands on a swing chain Children cold, but ready to go The mountains covered in white So solid and true Fresh air blowing my…
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I love you, you’re perfect, now change
Sometimes when I think about the day, I feel a great sigh of release. Especially on fridays, I’m full of relief that another week has been successfully navigated, with all its obligations and hours somehow fulfilled. It’s late. I’ve just returned from Stage West, a dinner theatre that we have season tickets to. We bought…
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Monday night review
Another Monday, come and gone. I’m sitting in a stupor on the couch, arm wrapped around a soft little boy, lap full of black cat. For a brief moment, I feel calm, the wind that howls from the constant storm inside abated. I feel grateful for how warm and happy I am, with my loyal…
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New arrival
A new day. Like any other, except for those that come before and after. A slight change, by degree if not design, suddenly the world is changed, richer? One more creation in the world, it will ascend to a place on my shelf, In my heart, Maybe touch another on its way? My paperback newborn
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Living the dream
Excitement bubbled under the surface all day. Knowing that tomorrow I’ve achieved something I never thought I would has given me such an incredible feeling, it was all I could do not to succumb to a state of anxiety and joy and just sit in a corner and wait. I continued with my everyday life…
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The cold
Oh man. Rhinovirus is not just a funny sounding disease. At least, I assume that’s what I have right now, based on the exceptional quality of the congestion and scratchy throat that I’m experiencing. Luckily, it was a light day. My six year old diminutive doppelgänger had her follow up with the ENT, and managed…
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Memories of influenza
Today blurred as it picked up speed around me. I found myself writing random dates in people’s charts, and had to correct at least half before continuing. First it was the day, then the year, and finally the month that escaped me. Once I finally figured out how to write the date, it struck me…
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Driven
What do you believe in? What would you fight for, die for, give everything you have for? Is it a person, place or thing, do they love you back the same? Do you wake up every day, eager to carry on? Or do you struggle to continue, telling yourself, “Just one more day” Does your…