December has flown by in the blink of an Eye. I have been so busy renovating my house that writing a big has felt like an onerous task at the end of the day. Really, it isn’t that hard. But still, I sit down from all the work I was doing and stare at the screen. And get sucked into nothingness. Social media, news sites, and other useless mundane things have taken over my daily blog writing. I wish I Read more…
Snow fluttered in the sky and the world grew colder by the minute. A winter storm shook the walls and my body felt a shiver pulse through. Then my daughter smiled and stared at the frozen world. “It’s snowing Dad, time to set up the Christmas Tree,” the energy in her voice changed my mood in a matter of seconds. The snow turned to rain and the world was white no more. None of that mattered though. My kid and Read more…
Time; the most precious commodity we have in life. Time; the one thing we can’t stop from moving. Time; something that I have watched flow through my little girl. A girl who is not so little anymore. A girl who is racing toward womanhood. It was such a short time ago I watched her take her first steps. At least it feels that way. And yet it was over fifteen years ago, or was it sixteen? In those days of Read more…
I stared at the windows and caught the reflection of the crowd behind me. I couldn’t quite believe it was all so very real. My father sat in the front row, a glow of joy and relief beamed across his face. Behind the families, our friends stood, in anticipation. Anticipation of the event unfolding in front of them. The sun dropped below the horizon. Music echoed through the room. The stunning sight of a beautiful woman strolled arm and arm Read more…
They say time flies when you’re having fun. Time also flies when you’re not. As we get older every day seems to blur the lines and pass in a blink of an eye. It seems like only yesterday I was taking my daughter to go trick-or-treating with her friends. We would select a costume for her to wear and I would put on makeup and dress up as a pirate or some other crazy costume. We tried to avoid the Read more…
Jason Rapp’s smile would light up a room. His energy and drive was a light in the dark. There were days when he could be a friend to everyone. And when he shredded the guitar we all stopped in wonder. Now he will shred no more. Jay Wormbox has gone to the other side to dance with the Great Spirit. His spirit lives on in the mystical wonder of the world. And in our memories. I met Jay almost thirty Read more…
The peace of Big White mountain embraced every fibre of my being. I stared at the reflection of the valley behind me. From my perch atop a 32-foot ladder I stared at gold and red painted on a blue canvas. For a brief minute, I stopped my climb. Everything was still I embraced the view and allowed it to flow through my soul. Music flowed in my headset and I was in the zone. A zone we all search for. Read more…
Everything was gone. The explosions rocked the street and her home tumbled to the ground. Fatima stood and held herself. Numb. Her whole body shook as she stared at the rubble that used to be her home. If she’d have been a few minutes earlier she would have been inside that burning hulk of concrete that lay tattered in front of her. Why did they have to destroy everything? Part of her was happy about what Hamas had done to Read more…
The day started bright, warm and full of optimism. Lana stood in the middle of the field, waiting for the bands to start. She’d been looking forward to the festival of the kibitz For the last few months. Now she was running for her life. Lana grabbed her husband’s hand and held on. His grip was one of her only connections with sanity. Otherwise, the world was going insane. The bombing started two hours earlier. The music stopped and she Read more…
I’d been home from my European adventure for six days and I had a fishing tour on the boat. The weather couldn’t be any better. I set out from the dock in Peachland with high hopes for a morning fishing trip. The sun peered over the mountain while red and gold colours painted the sky. It was good to be alive. Even if it was a little cool, I knew the temperatures would surely rise and the lake was as Read more…