On the day you were born, The world grew sweeter, Less weary and worn, A softer, gentler, place, Enveloped in love, Revealed its presence, And found a home, In our hearts. ...
I’m not much of a swimmer. I can dog paddle for very short periods at a time. Otherwise I’m too pooped to pop. Treading water escapes me. There’s a rhythm to it that I just...
I love little miracles. Small wonders. Tiny things that so often go unnoticed in the rush and race of life. The scramble to make it through the day. The flop into bed. A lot of my...
On Wednesday December 13, an amazing thing happened. The sun came up. Not so amazing, you say. I beg to disagree. If you were up between 7:00am and 7:45am, in my neck of the...
Recently a friend shared a post on LinkedIn about her first “career” job after she graduated from university. At the end of her enlightening and thoughtful post she posed...
Something strange happened this week. I posted an album of vintage dog photos on Facebook, which I admit is not that unusual on its face. But one of the comments about the photos...
I’ll bake you a blueberry pie With the ones you picked last July From the bushes that grew Tidy rows two by two I’ll bake you a blueberry pie. These berries remind me of you...
Legend has it that when you die your life flashes before you. That may be true but since no one has ever lived to tell the tale, we’ll never really know for sure, will we?...
I joined Facebook back in the Spring of 2007. More accurately, my oldest daughter signed me up. I didn’t have a clue what it was, just that it was going to a place on the...
I started my career in advertising working for a small direct marketing company in Toronto. For historical context, this was back in the early eighties. We hawked affordable,...