It just wouldn’t be fair if I didn’t share the bad with the good. Get ready to feel really good about wherever your life is at the moment by having an close up and personal peek into my cluster *uck summer. … More My summer of discontent.
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
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