If we were having coffee… Recent ½ marathon time: 2 hours & 10 Minutes The scent of hazelnut is prominent in the room this morning. It’s a bitter sweet smell that is punctuated with subtle woody hints. The flavor, as it washes through the mouth, is simply creamy hazelnut. It is warm and welcome. Can… Continue reading Hazelnut Coffee & an Update
I woke that morning to a brilliant sunshine, and it was much like the mornings I remember waking in her house as a child. However, this morning wasn’t like those remembered mornings and I had no desire to get up and face the day. On the other hand, the honour to preserve memory and to… Continue reading Letting Go
The mornings still have a chill in them, and it is just enough of a chill that I can see a steam rising off the pool of coffee in my mug. Perhaps it is because I am so tired that the steam transforms in my mind’s eye to a mist rising off of a lake… Continue reading On a river of coffee…
“Dogs leave paw prints on our hearts.” – Unknown To say that this week has been a rough one would be an understatement. I was working on this post earlier in the week with my precious Willow laying at my feet. I am finishing this post without her. Her death was very much unexpected and… Continue reading Coffee & Companionship
Taking children to funerals is a controversial topic: should they attend, is there an appropriate age, etcetera? For us, like most, it wasn’t something we had discussed beyond the shared idea that it is a highly personal decision. When we were faced with the decision about whether to take our son, who was not yet… Continue reading “It’s Okay Mom!” Children’s exposure to Death, A positive note on a very emotional topic
Brewing Coffee, Twisting Words & Breaking Pencils 