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Dad would LOVE the irony of the image of the rats appearing to fall from the sky in this screenshot (below) of my weather app today. He would also be keeping us all apprised of the upcoming meteor showers and … Continue reading →

One year ago today, our world shattered. The breaking of the world swept through our lives, creating an infinite fracture of our hearts and spirits. Every moment since has been steeped in pain. It has been a year of devastating … Continue reading →

Today at 9:00 am a year ago, Dad left us on earth for greater realms. I found this beautiful hymn he’d written and would like to share it here, along with his accompanying picture. ❤️ It was time now for … Continue reading →

Hail to thee, blithe Spirit!Bird thou never wert,That from Heaven, or near it,Pourest thy full heartIn profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higherFrom the earth thou springestLike a cloud of fire;The blue deep thou wingest,And singing still dost … Continue reading →

On Monday, July 21, 2025, Mom and I had a junk company pick up a collection of items we’d gathered. Dad was always meticulous about clearing out anything broken, useless, or no longer relevant. In fact, the last pick up he had arranged was as recent … Continue reading →

A small Oilers fan named Skye turns her back to the self destructing Oilers trailing by three during the 2025 playoffs. She can only take so much. For whatever reason, after the first ten minutes of Game 5 of the … Continue reading →

I love you Dad ❤️ Last year, Dad laughs at an over the top musical card for a Super Dad I’m too broken this year to properly honour you Dad but I promise we will as the trauma slowly heal … Continue reading →

Next year we will celebrate and honour Dad, but this year is too hard. Miss you so much, Dad, dancing and playing Irish Rovers, and enjoying pizza, green Strongbow and creme de menthe pie and ice cream. We’d always finish … Continue reading →

If it be your willThat I speak no moreAnd my voice be stillAs it was before Music. Many friends and family over the years were invited to choose a song, and join in at Dad’s side, by Dad’s music stand. … Continue reading →

Relentlessly tumbling over and over in my mind’s ears today as the sorrow of the heart seems extra heavy- a snippet from one of Dad’s favourite songs on Paul Simon’s Rhythm of the Saints album.. There may come a timeWhen … Continue reading →