category: stories from life

  There is an ebb and flow to my healing process.  I have been aware of this for some time now, but the acceptance of it is new.  I love the sea.  There is something so reassuring about the rhythm of the tides.  Like the rising and setting of the sun and moon,...

  My dentist is still in the neighbourhood where I grew up, so three times a year I make the trek there for my regular check-ups.  On my way to an appointment last week, I was waiting at a traffic light, looking up a hill where one of my mother's "bridge ladies"...

  I need time.  Time to sit quietly at my kitchen table and eat my food in silence.  I need time, to eat my bowl of soup with a small spoon.  I need the time it takes to put effort into keeping my focus on the moment so I can maintain an awareness of my jaw...

I can remember sitting on the bus, probably coming home from downtown.  The sun was streaming through the window beside me and as I looked out into the bright light I immediately squinted.  A searing pain shot through my eyes and then was gone.  I didn’t pay much...