Stress. I’ve become an unwilling expert on this topic lately due to unfortunate circumstances. Let me share a few of the life lessons I’ve picked up. I’m learning to let go of things I cannot change. Just like the wisdom of the Serenity Prayer: Easier said than done. Make a tight fist. Feel the power… Continue reading Stress Busters!!
Among all of the back-to-school photos posted on Facebook, one photo stood out. It didn’t feature a cute sign listing the little scholar’s future career ambitions and favourite foods. Nope, the photo didn’t depict the latest style of fall fashions, either. It wasn’t of an adorable four-year old embarking on his/her very first day of… Continue reading Back to School…and Beaten!
My Mom was distraught. Her hearing aid was missing. Yup. The newly upgraded edition that had involved several trips to the hearing clinic. Mom had removed it earlier and placed it in her pocket. Werther’s candy wrappers happened to be in her pocket also. When the wrappers were tossed into the garbage, Mom thought the… Continue reading A Prayer Heard
I love to check out garage sales. It’s not just the lure of finding a treasure for next-to-nothing that’s the attraction. It’s the opportunity to find something unique that is no longer available in stores. Once I stumbled upon a garage sale where there were many poppy items and Christmas nutcrackers, both of which I… Continue reading Enduring Love
I told the older woman behind the counter at the dress shop that I liked her cross. Funny how those words opened up a conversation. She looked beyond retirement age but I’d watched her move expertly through the store: measuring brides-to-be for wedding gowns and teens for their prom dresses, and fetching yet another outfit… Continue reading A Cross to Wear
“Inshallah!” A friend of mine practiced nursing overseas for a year. She worked at a state-of-the-art hospital in Dubai. Besides being paid extremely well, she found the unit she worked on to be well-stocked with modern equipment and computers. However, she had one complaint. If she needed a “stat” x-ray performed or “stat” blood work done, she always got… Continue reading Seeking an End to Worry?
The young man sat hunched over in his old wheelchair. It was the kind you roll with your hands, not an electric model. An overturned baseball cap was held out by chapped, bare hands. My daughter and I had walked three blocks on a blustery January afternoon. We’d passed by six parking meters, each one labeled… Continue reading Pay You Double!