Tag: nostalgia

  • Live and death

    Live and death

    June 6th. I remember many things from today, but the event that touched me the most was when I was in grade 11. I was doing a project on radiology. I have no idea what it was about to this day, but I remember driving with my dad and my best friend to Brandon to…

  • Saturday slurpee

    Saturday slurpee

    Saturday is a day that can swing either way- deliciously relaxing or jam-packed full. Today mixed the two into a slurpy, almost as though when drinking a refreshing and delicious drink, when I’ve accidentally sucked all the flavour out and I’m left with only the sad, tasteless memories of my previously amazing beverage. While today…

  • Retrospective

    Retrospective

    What do you have to look back on? Do you own a shelf of regrets, Or a wall of memories of families and friends? Times of celebration, birthdays and family reunions. Or does it show awards and achievements? When you look at them closely, were they alone, or with loved ones standing close by your…

  • Épuisé

    Épuisé

    Some days I feel old, Exhausted and burnt out Wondering about life And full of self doubt When I slog though my day Fueled with caffeine and nerves I wonder what I did wrong If anything, to deserve Days of anxiety Nights so full of regret Thoughts about those I may have upset Worries of…

  • My first birthday baby

    My first birthday baby

    Today was my first child’s birthday. The one who changed my life in indescribable ways. I’m as guilty as every other first time parent out there who didn’t “get it” until the moment that first tiny human broke all the rules. No longer was I free to sleep or exercise in my free time. Nice…

  • Blink

    Blink

    Tonight we went out for supper and a show. Stage west, our chance to have a delicious buffet that generally leaves us full of regret about our lack of willpower, and entertainment afterwards. I was looking forward to the night, a chance to spend time with friends and go out without the children, but I…

  • Nostalgia 

    Today I went through my hope chest with a purpose. An idea had been percolating, brewing in intensity for awhile.  A beautiful cedar box, made by my Grandmothers brother for my high school graduation present, over twenty years ago. It’s seen some hard times. Moving from my parents house, to my apartment in Winnipeg, to…