My Sister

I remember the night my sister was born. I was almost 5 years old, and I woke up because I could hear loud voices. Mom was on the phone to our neighbour, and the next thing I knew, Mrs. Somerton was there, and my parents were gone. I didn’t know what was going on, but it felt scary. Many years later I found out that because of a serious medical situation, my sister was born by emergency c-section on Valentine’s Day, a month before she was due. It was a while before I got to meet her, but I remember feeling so glad that I had a baby sister.

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Dear Younger Self

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.

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Christmas shows you may have missed

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.

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Connecting Traditions with our Lives

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

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Mother’s Day and Memories

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”

A light unto my Path

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”

Turning the Tables

 

I’ve been on hiatus from writing, and it has been a choice, and then again, it hasn’t. This last year and a half has kicked my ass. I have moved from what I did for work and who I was, to what I do and who I am now. There has been depression, anxiety, lethargy, weight gain, self loathing and feelings of unworthiness. I keep feeling that I should be feeling something, or doing something, but I don’t and I can’t. Not every day, but enough of them that the good days feel far apart, and much too short. Continue reading “Turning the Tables”