By today’s standards, this story won’t pique the interest of those who choose to fault their childhood for their own actions today. I’d be hard-pressed to find anything wrong with the way I was raised. How many people can truthfully say that? I come from a large family. Six of us kids. I have four… Continue reading Dad
This tale may not be of interest to everyone. It’s more of a Mother’s Day tribute than of a May Two-Four long weekend piece. My timing is off but that’s the way life’s surprises are . . . unexpected and delightful. My older daughter had asked me to keep an eye out in our home… Continue reading Priceless Heirlooms
Being a decent mother-in-law can be tough considering how many jokes you hear about them. There’s definitely a unique bond between in-laws. Some would call it something different, that’s for sure! Yet, you really have no say in the matter when it comes to who your children fall in love with, do you? No one… Continue reading The Good Shepherd
My hubby and I just returned from an early September camping trip. Having camped together for 35 years, here are some tips we gathered through experience. 1) It will always rain when setting up or packing up for home. Accept it and carry on. It’s beyond your control. 2) Something will be forgotten. Just to… Continue reading Top Ten Camping Tips!
Our family slowly split up in separate vehicles and left the family gathering about ten minutes from our childhood South-Western Ontario town. As we approached Wallaceburg, I turned to my husband, Guy. I asked, “Can we drive by my childhood home? We have to!” We made two turns off of the main highway. I pointed… Continue reading Home Sweet Home!
“Mom, sh#t happens. And, we cope.” Wise words from my daughter, Giselle, the bride-to-be. I planned to write this week-end’s blog post about my shower gift to her. However, time is short. And, so will be this post! Sure, we all hear “sh#t happens” but do you vent and carry on about it? How, life isn’t… Continue reading Her Own Gift!
Happy Easter! Special treat today…a short, poignant tale written a few years back by my now 90-year-old Mom. The story was written at an Elderhostel on Manitoulin Island. Elderhostel, renamed these days as Road Scholar, is a program that combines travel with learning for seniors. Please excuse the quality of the photos. They’re from long ago! Here’s… Continue reading The Birth