I just had a few minutes to drive to the store to buy kitty litter and toilet paper. My purse was hanging on the hook right by the front door. My keys were hanging on the same hook, so I didn’t have to waste time looking for my keys. I didn’t even brush my hair [...]
Penny, my daughters dog, was born on December 14th, 2013. She is six months and eleven days old. I am fifty-five years, eight months, and seven days old.
Penny, the puppy, is smarter than I am.
I hate to admit it. But it’s true. The puppy is really smarter than I am. Me, the adult person. Me the human with opposable thumbs is not as smart as a dog.
My mom and I drove down Avenue W in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan to Mount Royal Collegiate. We parked on Avenue W and walked to the front of the school. My brother and I use to walk the 1.65 miles to school, from our home on Avenue K. When the days were the shortest, we left our [...]
My plane leaves Canada in four hours and fifty minutes.
I will have to say good-bye to Canadian flags, to the town I grew up in and to my mom.
The hardest good-bye is saying good-bye to my mom.
The grocery store will never run out of cucumbers. Whenever I go to the grocery store, there will always be cucumbers. I had a list and I was going to execute my list. Milk, eggs, cucumbers, lettuce and fish heads. Cucumbers were on my list. I walked in the door of the store expecting [...]
Dustin and Elisse Kipe had three children. All three were their children. They didn’t distinguish between the children that Elisse carried in her tummy and the child that grew in another mommy’s tummy.
Elijah was their son.
On earth he didn’t talk or walk. He couldn’t sit up unaided. He smiled and laughed. He was loved. His mommy loved him. His daddy loved him. His sisters loved him. His grandma and grandpa loved him. His aunts and uncles loved him. Friends loved him, and I loved him.
We were standing in line to see “Heaven Is For Real,” at the Grand Theater, in East Greenville, Pennsylvania, when we saw the sign: “Cash only.” The tickets were three dollars. I only had two one dollar bills in my wallet, and the movie was about to start. I overheard a woman behind me say, “Cash only. I don’t have any cash.” She was standing with two children and an older woman.
The older woman said, “It’s okay I have enough to pay for all of us.”
I turned to her and asked, “Excuse me. May I borrow four dollars. Here is my business card. I will mail you a check for the money.”
My paintings are hanging on the walls in Proximity Cafe, in Pottstown Pennsylvania. I had promised to paint them, promised to deliver them. I wanted to finish them. Layer upon layer of color.
And then I couldn’t finish them.
Tomorrow. Tomorrow. Tomorrow.
Thank you Dixon Ticonderoga for donating 14 pounds of pencils and markers to a third grade class in Denmark
Dixon Ticonderoga donated 14 pounds of 2HB Ticonderoga pencils and Prang Washable Markers to a third grade class in Middlefart, Denmark. Thank you Dixon for being generous. Thank you Dixon for letting twenty children and one teacher use The World’s Best Pencil to write and draw with. Why did Dixon Ticonderoga donate pencils to the class [...]
It was a fierce battle between my shoes. They all wanted to be the pair chosen to go to Denmark. My pair of black flats were the most vocal, and a little whiny.
“I want to go! I want to go! Pick me! Pick me!” said the black flats.