I love my old ladies. Just re-read this and enjoyed my time with Phyllis again.
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Happy times with my Daughter
Remembering my first born child and and wishing I could fly out west for her 22nd birthday – An update on her life: she ran an excellent and popular computer camp with her partner and now is writing for a living. As autumn approaches I always think of my euphoric days of becoming a new Mom. This was my true calling and nothing has made me happier. Best wishes to my grown girl on her birthday September 5th!
Treat. Yo. Self.
This was my daughter’s mantra on my weekend visit into Halifax, the city of students.
For us, a brunch out, a day of shopping and a dinner out were the extent of our madness, but was it was great to do whatever we wanted and take all the time we wanted eating and talking.
What could be more fun than spending time with a beloved child who has grown into a magnificent adult?
We even traded roles at one point as she led me through a maze of malls in order to catch our second bus to the destination mall. I needed to pee and I was hot and tired, and started moaning about how we could have just stayed in the North End and looked at the second hand shops.
She wisely paid no attention to me, made a short stop into a chocolate shop where…
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The art, the science, of Living
The hot humid weather reminds me of my Mom. She is walking very near to me these days. I can see her in her tiny slip of a dress, I can see her with a bit of sweat on her long upper lip and her blonde white hair tied back. I can see her in … Continue reading The art, the science, of Living
Star w tail
half of a wacky teacozy
One side of a future tea cozy.
Pass Times for the New Year
I have lost the discipline of writing every day and my fingers and mind are rusty. But the space left by my constant tapping on the keyboard has been filled by rug hooking.I have begun a free form interpretation of the bay outside our house in the autumn, on quite a large piece of framed … Continue reading Pass Times for the New Year
Dream Visit –
I had a visitation from my dead mom this morning right before waking. In the light sleep of early morning I dreamed Iwas walking through an indoor flea market. My crazy sister was there and she wanted me to give her my mom’s old tea silver teapot. It is a small tarnished teapot, and I … Continue reading Dream Visit –
Just Like Mama
When I started menstruation my mom celebrated with me, she laughed and hugged me and said I was a woman now. She was just starting menopause. With her menopause came a huge life change. She felt like she could be a woman again, and not just a mother. Our nuclear family blew up like it … Continue reading Just Like Mama
Learning to Read
Once my children start reading they are very good readers; they love to read and they have excellent comprehension. But they don’t read at a precocious age. I think seven is the average age. If you are in the New Brunswick school system and your child is not reading at four or five years, you … Continue reading Learning to Read
Notes from a Sinking Isthmus 