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Hurt (Trent Reznor) I hurt myself todayTo see if I still feelI focus on the painThe only thing that’s real The needle tears a holeThe old familiar stingTry to kill it all awayBut I remember everything What have I become?My … Continue reading →

It’s been another tough, impossible afternoon, the kind of afternoon where my throat is a painful lump and breathing hurts. I’m on a precipice of another long weekend. I dread the additional time. Just more time to grieve and hurt. … Continue reading →

A friend shared this poem with me late last night, knowing it would resonate with me deeply. It does.

This has been a year of severe disruption and angst. Many projects have been delayed, many hobbies and passions lay in waste from lack of time, funds, inner strength, and, quite simply, unbearable, choking grief. Hopes and aspirations lie in … Continue reading →

In the spirit of Rats in the news, and in follow up to my post here: https://idwellinpossibility.ca/2024/09/23/of-rats-and-men/ (below) I am posting the latest News Release from the Alberta Govt (yesterday). This post is dedicated to my friends who remain incredulous … Continue reading →

Catherine, or breaking wheel, above. Source: https://www.flickr.com/photos/anguskirk/15757574916) The air conditioning/furnace replacement Catherine wheel of torture continued today. My Dad had longed for the air conditioning in the spring, seeking cooler summer days and cleaner air from the smoke when trapped … Continue reading →

It is hard to believe, but Dad received a card for his wallet regarding his aortic valve replacement in the mail today. Unimaginable pain for our family. Thanks, broken health care system. Dad also got his certificate from the Heart … Continue reading →

A chaotic Halloween scene, from left to right: Myself, in high chair; my Grandma Reade, fussing over me; my Aunt Arlene in robber mask (we still have this mask); Dad hamming it up; and my Grandpa Reade leading in, no … Continue reading →

I’ll be posting a reflective gardening post soon, but my attention is currently on dismantling this past summer’s garden. Over the last couple of years I’ve grown runner beans, which grow about 20 feet to the top of lantern hooks … Continue reading →

Dad took this fantastic shot while visiting Vancouver years ago. He had such a unique eye for photos and the best sense of humour.