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Monthly Archives: December 2011
About That Other Thing, A Steff Note: My Christmas eve posting was cryptic because sometimes we need the light of day before fear goes away. I’d gotten a call 10 minutes before I served Christmas dinner saying my late-ass brother wasn’t late — he was hit by a car and being taken by ambulance to emergency, [...]
There’s nothing like to holidays to remind you that, no matter how hard you try to control all the elements, you just can’t. The fit hits the shan from all directions, and just being Christmas Eve is no way to narrow the scope of its impact. When things go sideways, it doesn’t matter that it’s the [...]
I tend to see patterns in life, from time to time. These days, there are a few things cropping up here and there, all through my rehab, and it’s starting to echo in other aspects of life, but I’ll spare you the excess drama there. One is the idea of ending the crazy by focusing on the [...]
Time to tackle some of the comments from the last week on my “bombshell” of my leaving this storied city of glass, Vancouver. [My original rant about getting out is here, and the “deeper reasons” posting is here.] After this, I’ll move on to blogging about the process of moving, the reflections it creates as [...]
I wrote 1,300 words earlier but they don’t feel right after coffee. So, let’s try this again. [deep breath] Om… *** My Friday post about leaving Vancouver is inspiring a lot of discussion, and I’m thrilled for the comments. So much is being said. I plan to mine the comments for posts in the coming [...]
This is my first piece on my decision to leave my hometown of Vancouver and head for Victoria, off the coast, the southernmost point of Vancouver Island. (Vancouver is on the Mainland, not on the island that bears its name. No, that’s not confusing at all. God.) Because it’s the first time I’m letting the cat [...]