Category Archives: prose

Most Days

Most days are great.  I am alive.  I am lucky to be alive.  Most days are gifts. On the odd day, like today, however… I struggle to be grateful.  I don’t know why.  It just hits me.  I am hit … Continue reading

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And so am I

Haze Days This is my favorite time of the year.  It only lasts for a few days and then it is gone for another full year.  If you blinked, it would be over.  My cousin, Jan, referred to it as … Continue reading

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God’s Symphony

This morning, I had front row seats to God’s Symphony.   It was a symphony of sight and sound that was being performed for just me. The curtain rose slowly to reveal the splendor of the orchestral cacophony.  The movement began … 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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