My thoughts and observations of what is and what should be
I was so happy to get home late last night. Mom and I made amazing time returning from an emotional afternoon spent in Woodstock, NB. We are so thankful for the opportunity we had to get up to Canada and celebrate Marjorie's life with everyone, even if only for the afternoon. I rolled into my yard at around 11:30pm last night, after a 770 mile round-trip that had started some 18 hours prior. For Continue Reading...
God's Plan - A Tribute to Marjorie Leech (Peterson) Somewhere around the world today there was another selfless soul born, of that I am pretty sure. And even with all the newborns today, there'll never another Marjorie be. I ended the phone call with ..."my thoughts and prayers are with all of you." As I promised I would, I dialed the number to my parents house and waited for Mom to answer. Continue Reading...
Somewhere around the world today there was another selfless soul born, of that I am pretty sure. And even with all the newborns today, there'll never another Marjorie be. I ended the phone call with ..."my thoughts and prayers are with all of you." As I promised I would, I dialed the number to my parents house and waited for Mom to answer. Usually, it's been her making those dreaded calls to me, Continue Reading...
I knew time was short, and I knew she was quite ill,Though I didn't expect it. I prayed she'd win the fight.That dreaded phone call, the news shook me still.The earth as I know it got a little bit darker tonight. For those of you who knew her betterFor those of you who knew her worseFor those who knew her different than IMy experiences led to this little verse For me, most mornings started with a Continue Reading...
Hand Held Honestly, I planned to be asleep by now. Before I went upstairs to turn in for the night, I looked back. I looked back on some poems I had written over the last year. These poems I've tried to neatly collect electronically within my blog. Some include pictures that I've tied to the words. Then I came across this one and everything stopped. The TV showing hockey highlights in the Continue Reading...
It's been two years. But in some ways I am sure it feels like no time has passed, yet, in other ways it may seem like decades have run past. This morning, I awake with both the Traynor's and my brother's family on my mind. I share this again, in remembrance and in tribute to Dennis. Time passes, and supposedly heals all wounds, but still there lies a void where a man once walked among our lives. Continue Reading...
The other day I was racing through the land of Facebook. I was going really fast, and sifting through the unimportant to find something of meaning, something with backbone. Honestly, I don't remember what I was looking for, but I remember what happened next. I clicked on the left side of the screen, on a link called 'Events'. I hadn't even done it on purpose, but for the two seconds that I saw the Continue Reading...
Thinking of the Carey Family this morning... Continue Reading...
Remembering my cousin, one year later. Continue Reading...
My Aunt Janette - The Poem I wrote this poem the morning after my Aunt Janette went to see our Lord. I woke up on Saturday morning and had these words in my mind, waiting to be written. So I sat and I wrote them. Then on Thursday of this week, I decided to see if I could find the pictures we took at Uncle Lloyd and Aunt Janette's farm last July. I opened the folder on my computer and I burst Continue Reading...