Monthly Archives: August 2013

Poor Monty had his surgery on Wednesday.   Because Monty had a condition called Cryptorchidism the surgery  was more involved than at first anticipated.  Poor little guy was so sad and upset when he came home.   Whenever I would talk … Continue reading →

Our son and daughter-in-law arrived at our house on December 24th.  They flew to New York from Seattle and spent 10 days sightseeing and shopping.  They love New York and hope to get back there real soon. They had reserved … Continue reading →

I am back home after spending last week at the lake.  It is not an actual lake but a resort with three large swimming pools, three kiddie pools, water slides, pond for fishing, pool tables, out door stage for concerts … Continue reading →

December 25th, 2006 was the first Christmas without my mom.   We spent Christmas Eve and Christmas day with our children, our grandson and my dad.   It was a quiet day spent reading,  playing games and sharing memories.  I … Continue reading →

My mom passed away today.  It was 10:30 AM and the sun was shining through her bedroom window. It was also shining in such a way that the snow sparkled like tiny fairy lights.  I was with my mom when … Continue reading →

It has been two months since my last journal entry.  Where has the time gone?  We have had excessive amounts of moisture since I last updated my diaries.  Tornado warnings have accompanied a number of the rain storms.  Several weekends … Continue reading →

These past four weeks have been very difficult for my family and for me.  We took my mother to emergency on the morning of April 25th.  Her heart rate had been as high as 150 all weekend and she finally … Continue reading →

It has been a while since I have added to my diary entries.  Lack of motivation has been the problem.  How many of you have periods of time when your illness becomes overwhelming and you have absolutely no motivation or … Continue reading →

This past week has been a mixed bag of joy and despair.  As I have surely mentioned before, my grandson was picked to play on the hockey team that was participating in this year’s Provincial Hockey Tournament.  His dad, his … Continue reading →

“Books are the quietest and most constant of friends; they are the most accessible and wisest of counsellors, and the most patient of teachers.” Charles W. Eliot (1834 – 1926) Monday was D-day; my appointment with the hypertension specialist.  When … Continue reading →