Monthly Archives: March 2015

Quilts, mittens, and tapenade

I drew open the curtains this morning to see a slight frost had nipped the rooftop.  I breathed it in.  I thanked God for the day. I had no pain. “Good- morning, Stacey.”  greeted Kevin with the coffee he made … Continue reading

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My Sunset Post

The lens of my glasses wear the dirt of the day It seems the time has come  for me to put them away The world outside settles down – kids come in The noise of their play is now a … Continue reading

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What are you doing here?

“What are you doing here?”  I asked Floyd Sinton when I saw him at the Simcoe County Regional Cancer Care Centre in Barrie last December. Truthfully, Floyd was one of the last people I had expected to see while I … Continue reading

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The Bell Toils for Thee

I had walked past it several times already but hadn’t thought much about it.  It was as unobtrusive as it was firmly attached to the wall at the entrance of the chemo suite at Royal Victoria Hospital’s Regional Cancer Care … Continue reading

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My Confession

I have a confession to make.  I snuck the dog, Jazz, into my bedroom this morning so that she and I could be together when I wrote this post.  I don’t know why it was important to have her with … Continue reading

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Number 20, please

The sun is shining.  Thank God.  I can handle the cold as long as it is accompanied by sun.  I love the way it cascades through the many windows and glass stairwells here at Royal Victoria Hospital.  It seems to … Continue reading

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Standing on the precipice from winter to spring

Standing on the precipice from winter to spring – it seems that time just stands still.  There is no hurry.  The ground still sleeps.  It takes time to wake up having slept so long and so deep.  Like my body, … Continue reading

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The message revealed in the lyrics

“Beneath this snowy mantle cold and clean The unborn grass lies waiting For its coat to turn to green The snowbird sings the song he always sings And speaks to me of flowers That will bloom again in spring” Read … Continue reading

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Not grey but pure silver

“I want to feast on life, not fear.”  ( Her words are silver threads that spin a tapestry of courage in the face of adversity.  She wears it like a badge of honour, shielding her from her memories.  The earthquake shook … Continue reading

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Silver Threads

Tiny bits of tinsel tumble to the ground I look at myself in horror and realize what I’ve found Bits of silver and bits of grey that made my healing clear Have taken leave of my head and headed out … Continue reading

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