The Sideboard

My mother’s mother was diagnosed with lung cancer when I was 10.  Throughout my childhood this woman was a source of light in my life.  She took me on trips, bought me pretty dresses, brushed my hair and fed me sugar cereal and Chocolate Snaps (I can still picture the cat’s face on the box).  … Read more

Night Walking

Night time can be difficult for me. I equate the night with love (or a lack thereof): being held in the arms of a lover as you both drift to sleep; celebrations with friends as the clock ticks past midnight; and family gatherings in front of a fire on a cold Winter night.  When I am lacking in … Read more