Tag: life
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50×50: Welcome to 2025
Welcome to 2025! There are 27 weeks until my birthday. Twenty-seven weeks to finish my list, which is do-able. Maybe… I should get my butt in gear and start writing more than I am, and perhaps, doing the things on the list! I’ve let my writer’s block consume me and while I am always advising…
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Dear Gramma…
I miss you. Death is unfair and while I know you lived a long life, in my mind, it wasn’t long enough. The world had you for eighty years, I only had you for nineteen. I wasn’t ready to say goodbye. I wasn’t ready to not have you in my world. I wasn’t ready. But…
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50×50: Traditions
Family traditions. Many have them, many don’t. This isn’t technically a 50×50 countdown item, but being able to spend time with my sister and Mom is always a good time. My niece joined us too and when the four of us get together, hilarity ensues. While our family doesn’t have many, they have a few…
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50×50: Number 35 – See Canada’s team play!
Baseball… Doesn’t seem like a very Canadian sport. In a country where it’s known to be winter six months of the year, cold another two, with the potential of snow two more, it seems odd that a country could love baseball as much as we do! Add to that we actually only have one team…
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50×50: Number 24 – Get a tattoo
At the beginning of July, I got a tattoo. I decided to get the tattoo to commemorate my 50th birthday. It is on my left forearm. Loud, proud, and hard to miss. It often startles me. I can honestly say I loved it more on paper than I do on my body. It is pretty,…
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Fifty by fifty – counting down
I have a list of things I want to accomplish before I end my fiftieth year (July 13, 2025). These are things I have not done before – trivial things (make choux pastry) to large things (leave the North American continent). They are all things that are important to me and dreams, hopes, goals, and…
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When the voices whisper…
I realized something Monday morning… I am more depressed than I was. Or am. It has been brewing for a while, just how long, I am not sure. The past few weeks have been a bit of blur. It started some time after or around my birthday. Writing my memories kept me going and gave…
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A Final Word: A reflection
Like a few things I’ve done in my life, the decision to write about fifty memories was a bit of a whimsical event. The idea came to me one day, a couple days before I needed to start, and I thought “Hey! I could do that.” Not, perhaps, fully understanding that fifty is a big…
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Memory #1: The boy who made me a Mom
The day you were born, everything changed. They told me to eat a light breakfast (I had toast), not to bring anything (which wasn’t totally true, we should have brought my bag). and come prepared to be induced for labour. They’d induce me, send me home, and we would wait… Probably all day for you…
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Memory #2: Meeting Chris (people who change your life)
Have you ever met anyone who flipped your world so on its head, you weren’t sure whether you were coming or going? I have had that happen twice in my life. First time it was my husband. The second time? It was my best friend, *Chris. How do I describe Chris? There is the technical…
The Voices In My Head 