I remember getting dressed up for church on Sundays and having delicious “Sunday Dinner” at your house surrounded by laughter and love. I remember going on day trips to explore a new city, going out for lunch or heading to the Mary Maxim store to pick out a needle point pattern. When you taught me how to sew or bake a new recipe. I remember traveling across
What would your life be like if you could not see? Your eyes might be a small part of your body overall but they have a HUGE impact on how you live. Growing up I was acutely aware of just how important your vision is and not to take it for granted. My Grandfather was legally blind, he lost most of his vision due to macular degeneration around the time I was born. Although
I shared with all of you how we lost Hub's dad suddenly earlier this year. We used to joke around that he would outlive us all just to be stubborn like that. But in the end fate had other plans and just as we thought he was getting better and almost ready to head home after dealing with complications of a heart attack we got "the call". Things were not as they seemed,
One week ago... I was distracted while trying to cook dinner by folding mountains of laundry that had piled up and trying to get our house in some sort of order that I burned dinner. Life had been difficult over the last month, with my Father-in-law being the in the hospital normal routines had been turned upside down. But things were getting better, he was out of the ICU,
Growing up I was very close with my family, many of my grandparents and Aunts & Uncles all lived in the same city. I would see my grandparents, and cousins on a weekly, if not daily basis, which meant I had a childhood filled with tea parties, making crafts and fun sleep overs. Since having my own children I realize just how special the bonds with my family really are.
It is exciting to celebrate all of the milestones that come in the first year of life – starting solid food, sitting up unassisted, crawling and of course all of the “first holidays”. With Monkey I made sure to capture each one with a picture. With Little Bear, being the typical second child I seemed to miss a few of the holiday milestone pictures I captured with Monkey.
When is the last time you told someone you love WHY they are important to you? Or thanked someone for the everyday things that they do? Or even just told a loved one just how awesome they are for just being themselves? This is something that I have been thinking about over the last little bit, and it came to a head at Blissdom Canada - A social media conference based on
Today is the 1 year anniversary of the death of my Grandmother. This poem was read by my sister and cousin at her funeral. Grandma gave us so many gifts.... She laughed and danced and sang with us She listened from a heart space She delighted in silliness, especially in the pool She handled us with care And protected us She bragged about us, a lot She
Proud Great-Grandma with A.C. at 2 month old A smile is worth 1000 words And words cannot describe how much you will be missed...