Comfort food – I’m craving my mum’s chicken pot pie

Yesterday morning as I sat around moping and deciding what to do for the day in terms of food, I texted my bro in law to wish the family a Happy Thanksgiving. We haven’t always gotten along in the past but in the past few years with caring for dad – we’ve really bonded. Color…

Grief: support for grieving friends

This morning on Twitter, someone that I followed posted a very touching group of tweets about losing his wife recently. I actually teared up a little as I read the beautiful words and it made me think of my mum who I lost six years ago. I think the hardest part about being friends with…

We’ll Meet Again

The other night, I was feeling senitmental about music from my childhood. I mentioned Vera Lynn in a post about music from the “early days”. Music that my grandfather and mother loved. My mother was born and raised in London, England until she was fourteen. The family moved to Canada and if you asked her,…

Grief: if ye love me

In my line of volunteer work with the church, I’ve play music for a lot of funerals. And because I’ve been at the church as long as I have, I’ve come to know many of the church members and they have become an extended family. I’ve never been a highly religious person. I’m obsessed with…