I know, I know. It was never your intention to keep grandma in the closet. She used to have a proper home: Lovingly perched on your parents' rustic fireplace mantel, next to her bright smiling face delicately framed in antique silver. But when dad died and mom moved...
"We sincerely apologize for the unfortunate delay," the pilot announced just after we touched down at Prestwick Airport in Scotland. I scrambled to get off the plane and through customs, but with over an hour drive to the Glasgow Crematorium, it was no use. I was too...
When my husband and I were wed in 2004, Celebrants were really not a "thing" in Toronto and Life-Cycle Celebrants were virtually non-existent. So what did we do? With David's input, I wrote our ceremony, beginning to end and handed it to the officiant at our...
Not much distracts me from my novel when I'm on the beach in Grand Cayman, but I often find myself enchanted with Betty and Doug and their romantic sunset ritual. Apparently, my husband David does too. “Is that what “Happily Ever After” looks like?" he asked me, as we...
When I feel inspired to write, I will often refer to my list of potential blog topics. One of those is “Self-Love.” But every time I’d scroll past it, my inner voice would laugh--loudly. Critiquing myself is easy, but what do I know about self-love? As a...