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She sat on the bridge rail Made of field stones, I sat on a mossy rock below Feet immersed in the ice Of May water running from Last month's snow, Watching it fall and chuckle Over moss coated rocks. diamond & emerald Something about the water Washes away stresses That never really mattered. sand & … Continue reading Like a River Glorious
I’ve always loved rainbows. They are colour and order, two of my favourite things combined. They appear rarely, rain and sun mixed to cause my family to pause in wonder and run out of doors. Every pack of markers or pencil crayons I’ve ever owned has been organized in this order and to a time, … Continue reading My Eid in a City of Pride: Part 1
Second in the Toronto Trilogy When the revolving doors of the Eaton Centre spat me out onto the sidewalk, I noticed them. A cluster of five girls all dressed in jeans and fashionable coats. Chestnut hair of both the straight and tight-curl variety framed their innocent faces. They whispered and jostled. Then the short vivacious … Continue reading She Asks
In which brainwashing is revealed, a control freak acknowledges that her best friend is too sick for her to heal, the Spirit drowns out the preacher, and eyes leak salt water. I had almost forgotten that it was council meeting morning. As a rule, I try to live my life in such a way that … Continue reading A Sunday Morning Council
Twenty-four hours, three languages, sweet children, and a country that will always keep a piece of my heart. The last day I spent in Cambodia (Wednesday, July 27) summarized all the aspects of my stay there. It was the best day in many ways. I am going to write it all here, mostly so I … Continue reading Travel Journal: Cambodia in Retrospect
Phnom Penh from above Messy Love "When you come back from Cambodia, you are going to be a different person," she said. I looked at her and knew she was right. (Moms usually are.) But I wondered how. I still have a week before I return home, but I can already see that this journey … Continue reading Travel Journal: Cambodia 6