July 20, 2018
Every one of us has a story, and the day I started telling mine differently, is the day that turned what could have been my greatest obstacle into opportunity.
The quick snapshot is a single parent, alcoholic home, left to fend for myself at thirteen years of age. I’m tempted to say that I’ll spare you the details, but in truth, it’s more like I’d be sparing myself the details of that story…or at… READ MORE
June 02, 2018
It’s generally not the ‘things’ we cherish or celebrate, but rather the stories that come with them.
We’ve lived in this place on the east coast of Vancouver Island for the better part of two decades, which is the same amount of time I’ve envisioned a pair of lounge chairs for this particular spot. (no sense moving too fast on things… insert eye-roll) I had… READ MORE
April 28, 2018
It occurred to me the day I met Lou that this might be a ‘Tuesdays with Morrie’ kind of experience. I wasn’t wrong.
On a hot summer afternoon in July, I drove to Lou’s house for our first scheduled visit. My new 83-year-old spitfire friend greeted me at the door, and then… READ MORE