Category: family

Summertime Christmas

I’ve been home all week working on final edits of My Own in preparation of sending it to my editor.  Sporadically, I’ve been exchanging emails with the artist I hired to design three ebook/print book covers for my Dear One series. It’s been a quiet, and productive week. Quiet, because Hubs is out of town …

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A mother’s belated understanding

I’ve started final revisions of My Dear One’s sequel, My Own, in preparation of sending it to my editor, for you guessed it, her to send back to me for more revisions! But that is the nature of the authoring beast—you think you’re finished, and someone, maybe yourself, shows you how wrong you are. That …

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… wisdom for the future

Mother would fry his eyeballs if she learned he’d used his trip to Europe to delve into her nephew’s affairs. The fact he’d done it to protect her from a potential fraud at worst, and a down-on-his-luck sob-story from an estranged relative seeking a handout at best, would hold no water with her. The only …

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My Mother, she’ll be…

Working to prepare My Dear One for publication has had me thinking about my mother a lot, lately. About the sacrifices she made for my brother and I when we were young. How hard she worked to keep my brother and I in our childhood home, clothed and fed, after my dad left. How bloody …

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Bittersweet April

One-hundred-and-six years ago this month, the Titanic went down in the Atlantic Ocean with over two-thousand people on board. A little over seven-hundred survived. Fifty-four years ago this month, my mother left Maywood Home for Unwed Mothers, in Vancouver BC, where she’d lived during the final weeks of her pregnancy, and entered Vancouver’s Grace Hospital. …

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Itchy Feet – Family Tradition

March is winding down and April is set to debut, hopefully in a cacophony of colorful blooms and dazzling sunshine. We need it. This winter seems to be lingering, with unseasonably cold temperatures and precipitation over and above what the weather people term, Average. And frankly, I can’t wait. My feet are itching! No, I …

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March is Calving Season

March break was second only to summer break when I was a kid, and only because it was a good six-weeks shorter in duration. And a whole lot colder. Especially on the Ranch. March didn’t just signal a break from school for me; it heralded a trip to BC’s interior to visit my aunt and …

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Valentine’s Day Edition: Fate, Friendship, and Mud

Following a luncheon date with a friend, I’ll call her R, I texted her a thank you; shared how much I’d enjoyed our visit. She concurred, and expressed how crazy it was that we met where we did, when we did, each of us ending up at the same location through circumstance–hers sad, mine out …

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Keep Going

Have you read The Secret? I did. Years ago. And it resonated with me; the whole idea of creating the world you want through vision and belief. How else can you do it? When I sit down to write a one-hundred-thousand (plus?) word novel, I do so without certainty of what words I’ll use. Or …

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And then there are grandmas.

There are grandmas. And then there are grandmas. My maternal grandmother was of the latter variety. Soft in all the right places, gentle, quiet, she was the rock of the family. I loved her dearly. To me, she was Mum-mum, my name for her from the time I was toddler and she used to look …

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