Tag: Barry Jeeves
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Two years….my Papa..
Two years ago, May 10th, (Mother’s Day), I said goodbye to my Dad. The hardest goodbye of my life. Not a day goes by that I don’t think about him. It’s pretty impossible as
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Happy Birthday to my dear Papa…
April 21st… The day my Papa was born. 28 years later he became my Papa. 81 years later he left this world. But, in that 81 years he left a very important mark. One that many will agree was a loving and inspiring one. It certainly was for me. Dad made me feel like
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Playing Russian Roulette with the Elderly in Prince Edward Island
The Riverview Manor in Montague, Prince Edward Island. A place no-one wants to spend the last part of their life. But the decrepit nursing home building is full of the community’s elderly. The community’s loved ones. I know it well. Because of my Dad. Last week I wrote an article to light a spark of…
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RED….
Red.. the name of the play I saw a few days ago. Red… the colour of love, of anger, of strawberries, of blood, of carnations, of rosy cheeks, of cooked lobster, of cheeky lipstick, of eyes that have cried too much. The list goes on. Red. Red by John Logan, produced by First Impressions Theatre…
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Love and anger… both useful?
Today I awoke thinking about the state of my life. It’s pretty damn good on many fronts, and yet, this year has taken me down unfamiliar challenging roads and my mind has been wandering. On May 10th, my father died in my arms. My best friend, my confident, my confidence builder, my poetic, brandy sharing…
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A Creative Reminder…
Every once in awhile I need a good reminder of the creative person I am, and the encouragement to just show up and do “it” without overly judging myself. Some days are extra challenging. My father, who’s a painter, and I were talking yesterday about waiting to be in “the mood” to create, whether it…
