Journal of displaced Canuck

Wednesday, April 12, 2017

While I'm Gone

(This was published years ago, when I was just a young thing starting out in freelance. (I think I was 52). 45 years ago today my dad died; he was 50, I was 17. I know it's a lifetime ago but...today it doesn't seem that long.) I went for a walk with my father today. Conversation was non-existent,... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, April 6, 2017

A funeral, a fight and three babies

T’was quite the weekend. I drove back to where most of my family lives, about three-hours away. Three of my nieces have birthed a baby in the past three months and Sunday was baby shower number three for the latest, a week old baby girl, a teeny tiny weighing in at six pounds. I had planned on... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, March 30, 2017

Lake livin’

This is new for the man and me, living on a lake. In the past dozen years we’ve lived on the plains, in the mountains, on an island and on a golf course, but never with a lake in our backyard. We’ve been here for just over three months, through the winter, and while I was dreaming that we might be... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, March 25, 2017

Sleep in heavenly peace

I held my mama’s hand and counted the seconds between her erratic breaths: ten, another breath, twenty, and then another quick one. This went on for minutes, minutes that went by way too fast. I held my breath waiting for hers to resume, until it no longer did. She was gone. I’d been sitting... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, March 18, 2017

Let ‘em eat cake?

I need to order two cakes. Two birthdays. I’d settle for cupcakes, the trendier cake version, but even those lil morsels aren’t available for delivery. It’s my niece’s birthday tomorrow, my son’s on Sunday. Niece lives three hours away, son a 5-hour plane ride. Niece’s husband is away in the navy... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, March 7, 2017

In Praise of the Avocado

What’s more luscious than slicing into a perfectly ripe avocado? First there’s the sensual piercing of the bumpy green skin as a sharp knife slides around its circumference. With fingers on either side, a twist of the wrists, to the left, the right, and the fresh fruit opens easily, exposing its... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, March 2, 2017

That’s Life

It’s probably time to stop fixating on the past and enjoy the present and focus on the future. While life has been topsy-turvy over the past six years, it’s also brought a whole lot of magnificent moments and events that more than make up for the tumultuous times. In a period of six years my husband... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, March 1, 2017

Chutes and ladders

(2 years ago) I like Mondays. Mondays bring oodles of possibilities; it’s a fresh, brand-new, up for grabs kind of day. I didn’t always like Mondays. When they were the start of another workweek, Mondays meant the proverbial ‘back to the grind’ days. But since my husband has been unemployed, and we... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, February 28, 2017

Rabbit Hole

Wrote this exactly a year ago and so much has changed since then, as it does in every life. I've had a few articles published in the past year though I've still written very little. I finally feel like I'm really ready to get back into the swing of things and am exploring some past essays in an... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, February 24, 2017

That Old Feeling

There is a wee pub in a small town in southeast Scotland where, one evening a month, an aged crowd gathers for an evening of jazz and a trip down memory lane. My husband and I lived in Scotland for nine months and joined local villagers a few times for this special night. A bass player and guitarist... Sign in to see full entry.

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