To Be Canadian

Making Amends

I have heard people say they have to regrets, or they wouldn't do anything different, but I am not one of those people. I have made mistakes, or 'bad choices' as they are now called, and I was not the only one who was hurt by my actions. Certainly, that was years ago, but time … Continue reading Making Amends →

Uncle Alfie

Mom and her Siblings: Marie, Mom, Lou, Fred, Nancy, Betty, Alfie 6000 Miles Away It’s sad when you grow up 6000 miles away from your relatives. I had a picture of Uncle Alfie Not just the black and white photo of a handsome, tussle-haired boy but the picture in my head where that boy’s eyes … Continue reading Uncle Alfie →

Childhood Messages

Many years ago I went to a counselor to help me become more assertive, and generally happier in life. I remember one of the exercises was to recall the childhood messages I received from my parents. It was all very serious then, but as you have obviously noted, I no longer need to strive for … Continue reading Childhood Messages →

The Taboo Topic-Religion

Disclaimer: The following is meant as an explanation, my personal truth, not an invitation to debate or argument. I respect each person's right to his or her own opinion on this topic. Though a spiritual person, and very interested in a variety of religions, I am not religious; nor do I attend a church of … Continue reading The Taboo Topic-Religion →

Love Me, Love My Dog

Who would have thought my second career would be dogsitting? Actually, anyone that knows me, knows how much I love canine critters. I always have. Dogsitting is not even a job..it's more like an indulgence of the heart. Our family got a little mongrel dog, part beagle, when I was two years old. It soon … Continue reading Love Me, Love My Dog →

An Ode to a Pigeon

An Ode to a Pigeon by M.L. There once was a pigeon who flew At a window and stuck there like glue The temp was so cold To that wall he did hold Pigeon prayed for a timely rescue Then someone way up heard his plea An angel named Oximitny Being thoughtful and nice The … Continue reading An Ode to a Pigeon →

Metis Boy

Set apart. By choice? No smile No voice Arms folded across your chest Trying your best To show your pride To always hide the hurt you know To only show your strength and will I wonder, are you still Set apart. This poem was inspired by a young man, Clint, whom I taught more than … Continue reading Metis Boy →