These days, I’m feeling rather nostalgic. Dictionary.com defines nostalgia as “a wistful desire to return in thought or in fact to a former time in one’s life, to one’s home…
Nostalgia Redux
The Seed of Hope
Years ago, when I worked as a social worker at the Child Guidance Clinic of Winnipeg, I had the privilege of meeting many young children, teens, and their families. They…
An Age-Old Battle
With the recent Boston Marathon tragedy and the extensive media coverage that followed, it would be easy to believe we live in an unsafe world. But the opposite is true.…
A Generous Life
It’s been a tough week. I lost a dear cousin to cancer a week ago. It happened so fast, too fast. My earliest memories of my cousin, Nina, are of…
Three Wrongs Don’t Make A Right
Wrong Enemy, Wrong Place, Wrong Information. Three wrongs don’t make a right. Ten years ago, March 20, 2003, America invaded Iraq—the invasion was dubbed Operation Iraqi Freedom. When I first…
Unsung Writers
Now that I’ve immersed myself in all manner of writerly pursuits, I’m discovering wonderful writers who have no fame. They’re a mixture of talents—some who’ve been at the game for…
The Meandering Writer
I don’t know what it is but lately I’ve been having difficulty getting my footing. Some of it has to do with adjustments in the new year. I know, it’s…
Intimate Stories
Taking a break recently from my own writing, I’ve been giving considerable thought as to what makes a good book. In thinking of the classics and some recent books I’ve…
Spinning Wheels in the Gun Debate
The gun debate in the USA reminds me of something a therapist once told me on a particularly cold and snowy day in Winnipeg, back in the 70s. I was…
THE BROTHER Comes To Town
On Jan.24th, our 16 yr. old grandson, Michael Stevantoni, premiered his thirteenth film, THE BROTHER, in Campbell River, B.C. With Michael being in school, it’s taken a year and a…