Dear younger self. Here you are on the day of your Christening, with all your grandparents. Nan Torraville is holding you. She will be gone before your second birthday, but you will feel her presence with you all your life. You are named Michelle, but you will be known as Shelly.
Over the past 5 weeks, I have been reading The Joy Diet, by Martha Beck. Each chapter has a theme with exercises to work through. The first weeks were easy focusing on doing nothing, seeking truth, finding desire, and creativity. Then came the tricky ones, Risk and now Treats. Continue reading “Treat Yourself Right.”
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I first met Geoff Vacon of Metabolic Mindset when we were both working at a retail store in the fall of 2018, and I immediately recognized him as “one of my people”. I found out that he was from Halifax, and living in Moncton while he was taking a course to become a paramedic, and we had a lot of friends in common.
I learn lessons in so many unexpected ways. This is how I learned about the power of building a strong relationship.
I recently shared a post on my personal Facebook page. Nothing unusual about that. It had come up on my newsfeed a couple of times. The first time I scrolled by, not bothering to read it. The next time it came up I looked a bit closer. It had been shared a couple of times by people that I knew from a bloggers group I belong to, so I clicked on the link. It doesn’t matter what the content was about, because that is not the point of this blog. Continue reading “Relationship Lessons”
It seems that there is much discussion about the Hallmark channel Christmas movies. There are lists of the “best” and the “worst”, though honestly, I can’t really tell the difference.
With hundreds of channels and streaming services, there are more shows available than ever before. I think it is wonderful that technology gives us the ability to watch shows whenever we want, but it’s kind of sad that we miss the anticipation of waiting for a show, or an event.
Whether it’s dinner on Sundays when the whole family gets together, or something as simple as eating the red smarties last. Traditions help to connect us to our past and create memories for years to come. I was reminded of the importance of remembering special times when I wrote A Life in Review
Tammy Somerton was my first friend. The how is a little fuzzy for me because we were 3 years old when we met. I know that we moved to the house across the lane from hers. My dad was the principal at the school in Portugal Cove, and Tammy’s dad was the janitor. Continue reading “My First Friend”
Today I was going through some things that belonged to my mom. It was mostly pictures, but in the midst of it all I found a card and letter that I had given to her on Mother’s Day, 1988. I was pregnant with my first child. It is a coincidence that I found this letter on the day that he was due to be born?
When I read through the letter, I was crying, of course, but I also reconnected with who I was back then, and how much I loved (love) my mom. I share it here with you to honour and remember her. The picture at the top of the blog is from her last visit to Moncton in 2009. It was the year of her 70th birthday, and the year she passed away. Continue reading “Mother’s Day and Memories”
I cook because we have to eat, so I have been blessed that I married a man who loves to cook. He does most of the meals we eat, especially if we have company over.
Thy word is a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path.
Psalm 119: 105 KJV
This is not going to be a blog about religion, but it is going to reference Scripture because it is the place I first found my love of words, and how those words have helped me to continue my journey of healing and growth. Some people find that in art, or music, I heal with words. Continue reading “A light unto my Path”