“You didn’t buy another ceramic Christmas tree, did you?” my husband, Francis, asked, holding the box the mailman had left… Continue reading »
Love your children like there’s no tomorrow, a holiday message from a Sask. couple in mourning who lost all three of their children in a single collision.
In the summer of 1986 I joined the United States Army Reserves. I was 19 years old and had no inkling of the nature of my upcoming journey. I was young and naive with high expectations and childlike dreams. Basic training and AIT (Advanced Individual Training) were at Fort Jackson, South Carolina. At the time, […]
Remembering Her Through Streams of Words I’ve always felt that I, human, am frighteningly small and whatever this is that we exist within is big, bigger than anything I could describe with human words. Not even numbers, math, arithmetic can illustrate what this is in ways we can fathom. Or even believe. Yet, we are […]
In January 2014, our family planted this frangipani tree to remember our cat, Yoda who had died days before. Last Thursday when I arrived to visit my daughter at our Sydney property, I noticed it had bloomed for the first time. I was so excited. I rushed over and took a quick photo to show my husband on my return home. However, when I got home I was so busy with Christmas I forgot but fortunately my daughter was also so excited when she noticed the beautiful flowers that she shared her photo with us. One thing we all agreed on is that our frangipani’s beauty was special and a great choice for Yoda’s garden.
Today we have decided to take this quote about not cleaning up mess seriously. As we near the close of Christmas day in Australia, our lounge room is still littered with presents and shredded paper, which is the remnants of what turned into a ‘snow fight’ during the opening of one of my presents this morning. Even looking at the mess brings a smile to my face remember the fun my husband, daughter and I had throwing shredded paper over each other this morning. A classic Christmas moment that couldn’t ever be planned or choreographed.
Personally I love Christmas. But as we get nearer to the day itself, let’s consider why we put all the effort in to make our Christmas day special. I agree, it’s love. Let’s face it, if we didn’t love the people we spend Christmas day with, we wouldn’t be bothered putting in the time and effort to create our Christmas every year.
My First crush a personal story(school days) is a beautiful memory that I want to share with you friends. Just give it a try to feel the positive vibes. Let me take you back to 2004. Yes, almost 13 years back. I don’t think I’ll ever forget that memory. While in school, my nature was that […]
In a memory of a very good friend
Eugene Lerner (1979-1993)
I waited for him all day until very late, and when I got home, I called him and there was no answer.
I could not close my eyes all night. Something was not right. I felt scared and nervous. When I called him back in the morning, his brother answered the phone.
Where is he?” What do you mean he is not coming?! – I asked again with…