I admit it. When I’m overtired, I want be alone in the garden. I’ve pretended not to notice Rocco, my elderly Italian neighbour nearby when I’m busy weeding. He gave me several hydrangea plants two summers ago. Now, when he passes by my yard, I often hear,”Acqua! Acqua!” In other words, water the darn plant!!… Continue reading Hiding in the Hydrangeas
What? He didn’t hit me hard enough the first time? He has to try again? The yellow taxicab seemed to chase me the rest of the way home. I was frightened and my left leg hurt. The cab hadn’t hit me hard but it hit me hard enough, believe me! Why wouldn’t the cab… Continue reading Cab Chases and Kraft Caramels
Originally posted on zorazebic:
I am your boy, you brought me into this world in your love. Love that created me later abandoned me, when I proved to be other than the norm. I do not want to suffer in my mind, or suffer in any way. I do not want you to suffer for my lack…
Burrrrooomboomboomboom! Burrrrooom! I was totally oblivious to the motorcycle as my husband, Guy and I chatted with a friend in the Canadian Tire parking lot. Guy was more attuned to the sound of the bike racing by us. Of course, he noticed the blur of bike and man. A couple of minutes passed and then my… Continue reading Prayers Answered
You wouldn’t think a little ball of fur plus a bushy tail could teach you something. But, it’s true. When my hubby, Guy and I moved from a one bedroom apartment to a two bedroom home, I was ecstatic. Our new home was in the desirable neighbourhood of Riverside with well-established trees and unique homes.… Continue reading Lessons from Squirrels
Busy day at the homeless shelter! But, a great Monday with a steady stream of folks coming by, all in an upbeat mood. I think the good weather helps, for sure. Lots of dishes today for me; I missed my dishwashing partner! He’s home from vacation but had to work at his regular job today. Luckily,… Continue reading Three Tough Taste-Testers!
We’ve gone through more struggles than many Moms and daughters. But, that doesn’t mean there’s less love. Just a “stronger” love, you could say. So, when Monique called last night, I didn’t think it was to do something together, for fun. No, not at all. But, she offered me an invitation I just couldn’t refuse.… Continue reading Bonding over Butterflies