Today, our middle man turns 15. Our kind, gentle, football player, animal caretaker, funny, caring and loving boy... I can't believe how time flies but I know for sure how proud we are of the young man that you are becoming...
Happy birthday, Nicka! xox
If you have been on my blog for more than 5 minutes, you will have figured out that I am not a big fan of winter. I will let you in on a little secret... I almost like the holiday period where Christmas lights give a certain coziness to the dark evenings. After about mid January, the darkness definitely loses it's charm but, while the holiday lights are still appropriate, I almost enjoy it ;) Don't tell anyone ;)
So, while the holiday lights are still up and it still looks festive, I like to take evening walks. Soon, I will start to complain about winter again but, for the moment, I won't complain as much as usual ;)
Happy weekend xox
Dear 2022,
I have big hopes for you... hopes that you will be nice and boring... and somewhat normal. I had hopes for 2021 and that didn't quite work out. We were fooled for a while but ended back in 2020 mode before the year end.
2022, can we agree to start on a bad foot, with the promise that we will finally get out of this? Thanks, I knew that you would get it....
Happy New Year 💖
Wishing you all a very Merry Christmas in the middle of Covid wave #4... or is it #5... #6? In any case, I never thought that we would still be in it... but we are. May your holidays be filled with blessings and gratitude- it is all we have.
I am blessed and thankful that I managed to get the boys to pose for a Christmas photo 😉 Hey, this is quite a feat so I will take it 😉
xox
On December 6, 1989, I was putting my tool belt in my locker at school. I was in my second year of CEGEP and studying technical theatre. We were putting together our winter theatre production and my role for this semester was electrician- a job that I loved. It challenged me both mentally and physically. I was the only female on the crew and proud of it. It was a tough job- something that I had never expected to do in the past- but I enjoyed learning new skills, having a great time and felt that the world was at my feet.
Someone came into our locker room and said that there had been a shooting at the Polytechnique at the Université de Montréal. A man went into classrooms and shot students. News in 1989 wasn't the same as now and information came out slowly. I went home to my grandmother frantically trying to reach me on the telephone... she heard was that there was a shooting... in a technical program... and that women had died.
On December 6, 1989, 14 women went to school to study engineering. They felt challenged both mentally and physically. They were the future of engineering and proud of it. It was a tough program- something they may not have expected to do in the past- but they were enjoying learning new skills, having a great time and felt that the world was at their feet.
I came home to a phone call... they did not come home.
I will always remember....
Please note that I said rainy and not snowy. Yes, I am counting each non snowy day as a blessing 😉 Since we had the time change, it has been getting darker and darker on the way home but the downtown lights look pretty festive... especially since we are just getting used to being back in the city again. Not that we are out of the covid-cloud yet but things seem to be returning- even if it is just a little bit- back to normal again.
Wishing you all health and happiness from Montreal... rain and all xox
Today is Alexander's 17th birthday!! I cannot believe that he is one short year away from being a legal adult. He is in college, playing football with guys who have full beards and is close to leaving us with only one car. Alexander now stays up later than me and has a way more active social life with his friends than I do. Some days I look at him and wonder who the young man in front of me is and where that little boy went to... and then he will say something goofy and I know that the little guy is still there... under those muscles and facial hair. Happy birthday to our first born!!! We wish you a wonderful 17th year!!!
