Me and Waterloo. We were together almost forty-five years. I’ve been hanging on since I left going on two years now. Time to face the music and figure out if I am ready to crawl under the covers with Halifax. … More I’m ready to talk about…
Though life in Waterloo moves on without me, it always seems to make room to let me back in, and then some. … More Home again
Expect the unexpected I say, even in a library. What happens inside them is morphing with the times, and so am I. … More A day of new normal
Just over two years ago, a mid-day email with the peculiar subject line 23 bananas popped into my Inbox. I double-clicked. “… so far. My first edict as your friend is to tell you to stop buying bananas. You are henceforth only allowed to purchase one banana at a time.” LOL. The note was from my BFF, Leslie, who … More 23 bananas
Finally… my first fix up in years, decades maybe. Onward in my new life as Haligonian and runaway with no fixed address. … More Back away slowly. Speak Softly. Use small words.
They tell me “Winter is coming.” It’s only August, but I say, Bring it on! … More Winter is coming
The first few weeks after I ran away from home to Halifax, Nova Scotia, and readjusted to teensy sizes. … More Dear Diary