I’ve been reading a lot recently, about parents saying teary farewells to their children heading off for university this autumn.
Do you remember those days? I do. Like they were yesterday. It was tough, but we got through it in the end. And chances are, so will those parents. Maybe they’ll do it with a bit more dignity and decorum than I? One can only hope. Continue reading
When a soldier was gunned down while standing ceremonial guard at the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier three weeks ago, Canadians were stunned. Not only did we grieve the loss of Cpl Nathan Cirillo, but we were shocked at the desecration of the monument itself.
Located in downtown Ottawa, the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier commemorates the thousands of Canadians who were killed, or assumed killed, whose bodies were neither retrieved nor given a dignified burial. Continue reading
I’ve been sorting photos lately (and I know you know how much fun that can be!) and keep running across pictures of myself…and then realizing that they’re not me, they’re our mother. It’s most disconcerting. Continue reading
One man, one woman, one cat. That’s how Lars and I started out. Continue reading
After more than two weeks in Toronto, I’m finally back in London. As much as I love being home, I do miss Canada, mostly because I finally got the chance to spend 14 whole days there, with my little grandson. Oh yeah, and his parents. They’re kind of important, too! Continue reading