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Shaky commitments
On my run this morning I was listening to some of the greats –you know, Ludacris, Jayzee, P Diddy, when a city bus blocked my path. The driver got out and strolled into the Starbucks. The passengers...
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Wintering
It’s cold here - like double digit minuses. And all I want to do after work every night is get into comfy clothes and watch Netflix. It hasn’t helped that I’ve been sick and achy for the better part of...
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How we celebrate
Friday night when we were out for dinner, I wrote in crayon on a napkin, “It’s my husband’s birthday. One piece of Tuxedo cake please,” and handed it to our server when Shaune was distracted with the...
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Mostly because of Deaglan
When I was two, I remember a day when my mother was laying on her side on the floor of our mud hut, the neighbour ladies were helping her through labour, my sister Halima was about to be born. I was...
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Revelations two
During a recent business trip, I sat close to a woman who had a near perfect head of hair. I couldn’t stop staring at the glossy black curls, loose and beachy, sort of Jennifer Aniston on the rebound...
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Not a public service announcement
I used to smoke. In fact I smoked for over ten years. And it’s not popular to say but I loved it and if it wasn’t such a health hazard I would easily take smoking up again. It helped relieve my...
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A deposit
My parents gave the kids gift cards this past Christmas. Their decision was based solely on the fact that every gift they bought for the boys last year was a duplicate of something they’d already...
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An Ode to Robert Redford
One evening, in early April, when Deaglan was just four months old, Shaune and I grabbed the baby monitor, two ice cold Coronas corked with fresh lime and headed to the front porch. It was the first...
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I love a good story
Today on the way home, the DJ played Bruce Springsteen’s Glory Days. He might as well have dedicated it to me. It’s just what I needed after the day I’d had. That song is the right amount of rock and...
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Assume nothing
Earlier this evening a young woman came to the front door. She had good news for me she announced. She would take care of the installation charges if I agreed to switch from my cable and internet...
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The necessary transition from serial killers to swim suits
We took the kids to an indoor water park in Michigan for the March break this past week. On the three hour drive I was viscerally alert to the sinister. I noticed things. A few very suspicious looking...
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Not writing is unacceptable
Okay. I’ve been trying to write this post for over an hour now. But I’ve got Naveen smooshed in close. My left arm is practically sewn to that side of my stomach. I tried to lure him over to the long...
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I take none of it lightly
You people.You lovely, kind people. The things you said in your comments on that last post. Well, words can’t explain how much those things mean to me. Thank you. And to my Facebook friends: the ones...
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You can find me in a club; bottle full of bub
Last night during bath time, the kids and I were kidding around about our names. Naveen insisted on being called Grandpa, then Grandma and finally asked us to refer to him only as Daniel. So Deaglan...
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She's one of my Facebook friends
I saw the perfect man today. He was small, maybe even lean. His pock-marked face was framed by flat, brown, seventh-grade feathered back hair. He was wearing dark khakis with a boring navy and brown...
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A new way to fly
This morning we broke routine and took separate vehicles. Shaune has been driving us to our individual places and then picking us up at the end of each day, which, considering the demented weather up...
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I've practically forgotten about winter
In the spring especially, this little space behind our house becomes an extension of our living room. We can rarely find any good reason to leave it.I took these photos while Shaune was calling the...
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It's all enough
In a few short weeks my sweet little Naveen will turn three. He is not potty trained nor does he like to function without his pacifier. He hates sharing my lap with his brother and just the other day...
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On a Saturday night
On Saturday we visited Aunt Tanis (the oldest of Shaune's three sisters) and Uncle Shawn. We knew Gramma was going to be there. It seemed like a perfect way to spend Mother's Day Eve.Tanis was away on...
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He was my brother
The strange thing about losing someone is that eventually you get back to your normal life. At some point in the grieving process, when you think about them you understand, even though you hate...
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