A 4 hug swerve

4 hugs and 10 minutes of hurried conversation later my friend and I

Written with Tears

There are things in life you cannot un see

There are things in life you cannot un hear

Final Advent Update

I strongly suggest you read this post. I am just a conduit for a story that will pull at your

Images

At first glance the image was confusing. In a slightly more panoramic view things came into better perception. But it was the background story detail that spoke to me.

Points South

It’s awesome when the free National Parks pass inspires a couple to explore their own province and all that it has to offer. Today’s blog is part 2 of the traveler whose Instragram name is

Fall Friday

As much as I want to deny this very fact I can’t. It is an inevitable event that occurs despite most of us wishing otherwise. I could be talking about aging or taxes but I’m not.

I’m referring to the fact that in

Inspirational Riders

Last night’s rain preempted a gravel bike ride, that would have pushed me hard, with two friends who have inspired me. They have been, in turn, inspired by two friends.

Let me set the scene for you. It’s full of people with inspiration, courage, energy, sadness and hope.

Equipoise Lost

Sometimes in the midst of chaos there is great beauty. The question is can we stop and recognize it. I think that all the great philosophers must have been gardeners. It gives one time to ponder and draw parallels. 

As I grapple with some chaos in my life I am reminded that it’s all about balance. Madly off in all directions with no moderation at all doesn’t allow for equipoise. We all need to build in a daily reminder of gratitude. Then we can sort through the issues and figure out priorities while always keeping our core values staring at us. 

I found 5 Vimy Ridge memorial poppies amongst the 2′ tall weeds. Helps bring perspective and balance. 

Bernie 

Zzzzzz…..

The comment on the post asked if I was pocket blogging or post call delirium blogging. How about a combination of both?

Worth getting up for

I struggle, always have, with getting up so setting the alarm on a weekend is not my favourite way thing to do.  When momma asked if I’d like a play date I jumped at the chance. I just didn’t know it was time sensitive and my arrival slash her departure was 0830. So I dragged myself out of bed and watered my hair, which is a totally different story, and took my usual work breekie with me. Silently lamenting I wasn’t going to have my usual awesome weekend breakfast that my man creates I drove away. 

My arrival elicited a huge smile and a happy gurgle from Baby A and being tired fell away.  We had play time on the floor, story time and even bath time. I folded laundry while she talked to me and she told me a few more stories while in the gym thingie. She rolled around and around and played with fingers and toes and stole my heart, again. 

Then she got a titch cranky and it was obvious she needed a nap. I’d forgotten how heavy babies can be while putting them to sleep in your arms. The chair wasn’t comfy for me and laying her down woke her up. So back into my arms she went and once asleep this time I just got comfy, as possible, on the couch. She had a lovely nap and I even dozed for a few minutes but mostly I just treasured how blessed I am. 

Then momma came home ans the door woke her up which is weird cause she sleeps through her dad’s movies.  Then she got super happy again after she had some momma milk. We ended it with laughter and squeals. 

Lucky me! Definitely worth getting up for. 

Bernie