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Till next time dad..

Its a strange world right about now, dad, I can only imagine your reaction to it if you were still here...but your not.  We will gather for father's day tomorrow as we have in the past with the younger father's, however, for myself and mom and Dave, the longing for you is like a missing limb, a branch, a root. Mom is fine, I know you would wonder, if you could wonder. She's so independent, not that she wasn't before, but there were some simple things I wished you showed her, like how to use the tv remote, know her way around the breaker box, and change batteries in things, etc.  That said, mom is still the person you know who rarely complains, in fact, often I worry she is lonely living alone, but she would never really tell me. At any event, you would be surprised to know on the other hand of things of how mom has become a bit bolder--stubborn and determined. Its been interesting for me in the ways of getting to know this new mom.   In case you might think otherwi

May Long Weekend..

The day that followed the morning went by with little adventure, mostly I puttered around the garden, while waning clouds floated over the valley and sprinkled the garden. I've been meaning to write of these cancer treatments but find myself pushing past the daily visits in an unconscious movement of not looking back, something I probably taught myself through the grief of losing dad. At any event I have two more weeks and two days left of radiation treatments, on the cusp of a covid outbreak at my hospital. I can only hope that those nurses in the icu and other health workers who tested positive will get through this sickness swiftly, and lightly. And that the rest of us stay healthy. Its our Canadian May long weekend, the official start to our camping season from which is usually met with a parade of rv's on the freeway. This year however, because of this pandemic, campsites will not open until June, though I can assure you people are camping in our mountains off forestry

Coffee and words.

The heat of the day has fallen. The beginning of May has been surprisingly warm, record breaking even. Everyone is gardening, and setting up patio lights. There's been this false security here however, even within myself, from which you wouldn't know there's a pandemic occurring in British Columbia out from the regular movement of citizens-that being said we as a province have done due diligence earlier on with the flattening of the curve, and continue to see numbers go down. But we have also been warned that we are not at the end of the pandemic yet, and need to be mindful of others and patient while we slowly go through the stages of reopening. So far we are days away from being allowed to be in a group of six, preferably outdoors, and sitting a distance from one another.  It all sounds so foreign, this time in our life. Twitter reminds me just how challenging it is for others, especially in other countries. In some cases I couldn't bear seeing anymore tragic new

No need for a title. I'm here.

This is a strange time. So much so that it took a pandemic for me to re-enter this blog.  Its been years! I suppose I didn't have much to say, or things just seemed too 'hard' to say, either way--I'm here now. I wish I had more in conversation, I am so out of tune with length, adjusting years ago on twitter with little more than a few sentences, later, maybe a paragraph. I have lots in me to say however, but its a call of the heart that really drives me, for this I should wait. Good things come in time, though so does shitty things. That said? where is the spell check on blogger? auto correct? have I become lazy?? Don't answer that.