Tag: memories

  • The night before launch

    The night before launch

    Tomorrow is the big day. My fourth book launches, and it’s every bit as exciting for me as the day book one was born. I can’t believe four of my creations will be out in the world for others to enjoy- and I hope they do. We all tell stories, everyday. Some of us write…

  • My incredible Sunday

    My incredible Sunday

    Today was a full family day. We decided to attempt a family movie, hoping for the best and not at all prepared for the worst. It was The Incredibles, which I thought would capture the attention of each of the kids, youngest to oldest, So we took a deep breath, said a quick prayer for…

  • Thank God for family

    Thank God for family

    Another rainy night. A Friday, weeks end and everyone at home. We gathered to watch Astroboy in our pyjamas and have a family picnic. For once they all enjoyed the same movie, and cuddled close, enjoying the warmth of snuggles and blankets on a grey and dreary night. A weight fell away as we watched…

  • Father’s Day

    Father’s Day

    The cracked hands hid a wealth of time Etched in each and every callus Worn with weather and with age They marked him as a man of experience But the same rough hands That lifted an engine, Changed a tire, built a house Were soft and warm Holding each of his newborns, And grandchildren He…

  • The eve of destruction

    The eve of destruction

    The song, The Eve of Destruction, came on while I was eating supper tonight, and it stuck a nerve in a way it normally wouldn’t have. The news seems to be filled, everyday now, with stories of murder or suicide, countries ravaged by war or the latest, most heartrending event- children who are being forcibly…

  • Wisdom from a cat

    Wisdom from a cat

    What can a cat teach a child? I watch as my little boy learns the rules of life. Be nice, Because you get what you give Don’t bother them when they’re irritated, Give them some space Pats feel nice, And when done right, Everyone is happy Nothing feels as nice As cuddles on a cold…

  • A fork in the map

    A fork in the map

    Today is the first day I’ve written in my journal in over a week. I’ve thought about writing in it every day in passing, but other obligations kept intruding, and I packed the thought away, “for later” And now tonight, I open the blank pages and stare at June the 4th, the last time I’ve…

  • Sleepy boy

    Sleepy boy

    Little boy blue You’re oh, so warm Full of sound and fury Like a summer storm The sleep in your eyes Makes it hard to see But still you refuse To go to sleep for me I turn off the lights And cuddle you close I feel your tension ease As your spot is chose…

  • Champion

    Champion

    I am writing even though I know you will never read this. You’ve been gone so long, sometimes I can’t remember your face. But the memories we made together have guided me through life, a stalwart navigator on a sometimes stormy sea. I remember the times we spent together in childhood, when I would sleepover…

  • Giants

    Giants

    I didn’t write yesterday. I thought about it, at least once an hour or so. But then instead, I found myself living, laughing and crying at talks given by insightful, amazing women with so much to share, Such wisdom and such humour. I’ve always thought that wit is something you can’t fake. You can study…