With each passing birthday, I look at the number of candles on my cake and wonder where did the time go? Along the way, I am also finding new meanings to some expressions that have been around for a long time.
Blog: A Diva's Point of View
HAPPY CANADA DAY, eh!
Finally summer has arrived and, for many of us that means driving to cottage country and enjoying long, relaxing weekends and leaving the stress of city living behind.
- During the holidays I decided to tackle the toys lurking underneath my middle son's bed, deciding, first and foremost, that bins under beds should have lids: no one wants to play with a dusty toy. There I found a bin containing hundreds of small stones, each one unique, hand-picked by one of my sons on one or another warm summer day.
- Last spring, I participated in a Healthy Living Fair, and a lovely older man, Alan, won a three-hour organizing session in the draw that I held that day. I called him some days later, to drop off the "no expiration" gift certificate that he had won.
- Almost four years ago, I myself downsized into an apartment in Riverdale. My three sons and I set about downsizing our belongings. Some things were easy to let go, but some toys, books and games were precious enough to be stored in my mother's storage locker in the building where she lives. Each son has a bin there as well, full of keepsakes.