One person’s first effort at making Christmas cake – and it’s not about cake

It was a lovely, wintry day – perfect for doing anything related to Christmas. My husband Den and I were in the Bulk Barn, excitedly gathering our ingredients. I felt like a kid, again. The anticipation of something amazing was almost too much. On December 25, 1994, my family and I said goodbye to my…

Setting GPS early makes living away possible

Ya, so, I was reminded recently that it has been almost 14 years since our now 33-year-old daughter moved from our home. Check that – five of those years, she actually lived in an apartment we built for her, above our garage. But, it’s been 14 years of letting go for me, and living away…

Moving on … again! – Reprised (1994)

I wrote the following Introspective for the P.R.O.S.P.E.C.T.S. newsletter in the spring of 1994. Little did I know when I wrote this how my life would later be affected by the most intimate of “movings on” of all … the passing of my mother, December 25, 1994. And then, in 2009, to again move on,…