A Little Dede Ditty

October 27, 1966 I was born (and mostly) raised in and around St-Eustache,Quebec.   A small, yet historically significant town north of Montreal.   If you click on the link, the famous church they are referring to is where I had my first communion and where we had my father's funeral. Our family burial plot is there.  My Father was French Canadian Catholic.  My mother English Protestant. Let that sink in a moment. That is a whole other story on it’s own. Mom & Dad's Wedding.  September 1951 If you ever get a chance to watch the documentary Quebec My Country Mon Pays , please do. It is so well done!  That will show you the kind of environment I grew up in.  And some of the exact area too, much to my surprise when I watched it. Here is a link to the trailer        https://vimeo.com/182087241    It is only 2 minutes long and really worth the watch.  The film itself really resonated with me.  I cried more than once watching it. The Revolution Tranquille an

  The HIGHS and the lows of 2017 - A tragic loss, a serious illness, a wedding, a new job and a move.  Another big year  My latest blog post. It's not very poetic or creative in any way shape or form. Just wanted to get it done. So far behind with the crazy move and having no internet etc. Aplogies January The year started off very intense.   Our granddaughters Cadence and Crystal’ s baby brother Keegan passed away suddenly when he was only a few weeks old.  Although I have experienced many hard losses over the years nothing prepared me for this one.  I never thought I would one day be walking down this road with those girls. They are too young to experience the loss of a sibling.  I am so grateful I got to hold him and cuddle with him. A gift I will always treasure. There are no words to describe the heartbreak and everything the family went through with such a devastating loss.   They are strong and amazing but please continue to keep this precious young family in