Ghosts of the Past

Ghosts of the Past

While standing in your present, you can't possibly know who will impact you in the future or whether you will have an effect on those who have just come into your life. Only when you look backwards can you see the strands that tie you together. In 1992, my husband and I built a house an hour and a half north of Toronto in Wasaga Beach. Work was scarce in that area, so I took a job for a few months as a service advisor at the local Toyota dealership in Barrie, Ontario. I became friends with Continue reading

30 Days of Thanks – Day 20 & 21

30 Days of Thanks – Day 20 & 21

The problem with having moved around a lot in my life is that each moving truck leaves a wake of good friends. As a child I moved from an apartment where I played with a girl down the hall whose name I no longer remember. I took ballet with other young preschoolers and wowed the crowd by waving to my parents instead of paying attention to the choreographed steps. By the time I took tap dancing with my new bff, Kim, I had moved to the townhouse elsewhere in Scarborough and understood the Continue reading