Author: MorMor Cindy

My children think I am a hippy. My husband thinks I am A.D.D. My grandchildren know I have candy. A child of the sixties, a teen in the seventies and a wife and mom in the eighties, and so on. My life this far has been an education. People say some things never change but my husband says I become a completely different person every three years. Sometimes controversial, sometimes devils advocate, and sometimes actually wise. Always looking to the future. One thing is certain, I know who I am. I am grateful for these last 6 decades and the lessons they brought. I welcome the ones to come.

The UPS Doesn’t Come By Anymore…

A delivery truck just stopped by my neighbours house to deliver a package. I suddenly had a feeling of loss. Sadness. Tears welling in my eyes. It has been so long since a package has been delivered to my house. Suddenly I am missing my husband and a cry session follows. I don't shop online. … Continue reading The UPS Doesn’t Come By Anymore… →

Life… Journey or Destination

In the last month I went to two funerals. They could not have been any more different. The first was my mother-in -law. She was coming up on her 95th birthday but her health was failing. She had a long and varied life but she had lost her husband as well as two children and … Continue reading Life… Journey or Destination →

First Love

I was in grade six when I went to the Friday night movies with a young man in grade five. We were both very nervous as we met in front of the theatre. He was there with some friends as I walked up with my girlfriend. There were three couples meeting that evening, all arranged … Continue reading First Love →

It’s Not About Opinions, It’s About Values

When my husband and I were engaged we met with the Pastor to discuss the wedding. She was on maternity leave but was still willing to perform the ceremony. Unlike my Catholic husbands premarital requirements, as I am Lutheran we just met 3 times. All took place in her home after the baby was asleep … Continue reading It’s Not About Opinions, It’s About Values →

The Bears Are Waking Up – Beware The Selfie Tourist

I was listening to the radio the other day when it was reported that The Boss was awake and had been spotted. He is officially #122 but he is better known for his well earned moniker The Boss. Rumour has it he has sired a good number of grizzlies out there. He was hit by … Continue reading The Bears Are Waking Up – Beware The Selfie Tourist →

Life is Like a Kidney Stone

My first bout with kidney issues was when I was 7 years old. I don't remember much but I do know I spent seven days in the hospital. The greatest memory were the get well cards my classmates sent to cheer me up. They were delivered by a little girl named Roisin Murphy who came … Continue reading Life is Like a Kidney Stone →

Oh Those Idea’s Guys

I was having a little smoke in the hot tub as I spent some time with good old Soren Kierkegaard. It is always good to be a little stoned when reading some of my old Philosophy books. I had picked up an old copy of "Fear and Trembling" as I like to read while I … Continue reading Oh Those Idea’s Guys →

The Real Lessons From University

I loved playing sports when I was young and I really wanted to be a coach. One reason was a particular teacher I had in High School who also coached me in Basketball and Volleyball. He just had a way about him that spoke to me. However, it may have been a little to do … Continue reading The Real Lessons From University →

Ohm… Preserving My Peace

I have always loved to write. Whether it was a journal as a preteen, teenage poetry filled with heartache and young love, or dozens of unfinished "books" as a young woman. As I age blogging gives me an outlet for my feelings, ideas, opinions and memories. I sometimes see an article or news story that … Continue reading Ohm… Preserving My Peace →

Politics Seems A Bit Like A Card Game

I grew up in a card playing family. I have so many great memories of hours spent around the kitchen or dining room table. Being included as a child was so wonderful. There was always someone who would stand beside you or behind you and be ready with advice. So many times I remember turning … Continue reading Politics Seems A Bit Like A Card Game →