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A Merry Little Christmas

December 25, 2009

Have yourself one. Maybe, while you’re at it, have some beer nog, hug a child, and think of all the things – spiritual, material or otherwise – that make your life abundant. And let your heart be light. Happy, happy holidays.

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Hallelujah, Hallelujah

December 24, 2009

Last night, I was writing a post about having had a particularly bad day while Christmas shopping. It was a post about struggling with grief over the holidays, about the heartache that comes in those moments when you’ve gotten caught up in the holiday spirit and forgotten that something – that someone – is missing [...]

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Why I Love My Husband, Christmas Edition

December 22, 2009

Because, when I’m not looking, he makes our daughter a Christmas suit out of foil wrapping paper and dresses her in it. And then, suitably attired, they sit down for cocoa with marshmallows and smashed candy canes, and when I say to myself, this is golden, it is true both literally and figuratively. And my [...]

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“Who, If I Cried Out, Would Hear Me?” On Twitter, Tales And Tragedy

December 21, 2009

Not all of Twitter’s stories are saving stories, sure. Some of Twitter’s stories are banal. Most of those stories, maybe, are banal. But, too, some are great and some are beautiful and some are terrible and the great stories and the beautiful stories and the terrible stories – all the saving stories – live alongside the banal stories and all of them, all of them draw us ’round the fire to hear and to share and – sometimes – to survive.

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Thankitude

November 27, 2009

I’m Canadian, so I celebrated Thanksgiving weeks ago, but still, it’s hard to ignore all the cheerful goodwill and gratitude in the air when American Thanksgiving rolls around. Also, the pie. That’s all anyone has been able to talk about this week: PIE, pumpkin or otherwise. And stuffing and turkeys and liquor. Oh, and gratitude. [...]

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Now We Are Four

November 16, 2009

Dear Emilia, This weekend, you turned four years old. You were so excited to turn four years old. For months you asked how many weeks it would be before you turned four, and for weeks you asked that we count down the days until you turned four, and for days you insisted that we tick [...]

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Thirteen

September 22, 2009

… is the luckiest number, when you’re counting years of love. In such a difficult year, your presence by my side has been the most cherished of gifts, the greatest of blessings. Love you so much.

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Him

July 31, 2009

I don’t say much about him, here. I wrote something about that, once: I don’t say much about my husband here, on the blog. He appears, now and again, a peripheral character in the stories that I tell. Sometimes, rarely, he comes to centre stage, as an antagonist or foil, in some adventure or misadventure [...]

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A River Runs Through It

July 23, 2009

My children, yesterday afternoon: I guess they’re doing okay without me.

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The Road Hard Travelled

July 22, 2009

I am crying as I write this. Which means, basically, that post-partum hormones still surge through my body even over a year after the fact, and threaten to undo me at every turn. Also, that I am a sap. I am a sap, and I am undone. Soon, I will climb into a car and [...]

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