The Puzzle Pieces of My Mother’s Mind

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My Mom has always been one of those pragmatic types who never wasted a lot of time worrying about the deeper meaning of the universe. White is white. Black is Continue reading “The Puzzle Pieces of My Mother’s Mind”

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Remembering to Thank the Volunteers

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In my life, I have been a volunteer on a great number of occasions. Volunteering is either something you ‘get’ or you do not. Continue reading “Remembering to Thank the Volunteers”

I’m So Sorry…

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The older I get, the heavier become my deepest regrets. I find myself making amends now, as often as I can: I do not want to die with the added regret of words unspoken. This is a story of a woman I met recently who must have waited too long… Poetry has never been my strong suit, but I have added – at the very end – my own plea for forgiveness… Continue reading “I’m So Sorry…”

Neighbours

They live next door to one another.

They are both in diapers; the pull-on kind. Their families help them practice using the toilet: sometimes they get there on time; usually they don’t. Neither one makes it through the night without an accident: every morning, the family washer is filled with bedding and clothing that was soiled in the night. Continue reading “Neighbours”