Sorry…Not Sorry

 I’m sorry. As Canadians we are notoriously known for being polite, with comedy sketches and internet pictures frequently mocking our excessive kindness and propensity towards apologies. We often read this as a favorable quality, this readiness to assume responsibility for a minor infraction or social inconvenience – but what does frequent apologizing really say about …

Picture of her son and his love saying, "He is my son but I am not his mother"

Dear Car: Your Groom-Son

Dear Car, This week, your son gets married. While you have become much more a part of my life since I married your Husband, never more have you been in my/our thoughts than in the last several weeks.  You are missed always, and these days especially. A week or so ago, your son and his …

A Bittersweet Legacy

 Carolyn here: Michael Quiring, one of the therapists here, is one of my favourite people. His dad has been struggling…I’vbeen asking him about his dad’s health for years. Michael’s dad became acutely ill a few weeks ago. I spoke to him early last week…the situation was grave, and the odds were stacked against recovery, but his dad …

Doin’ it right

“There’s no cracks in the outside foundation,” they said. “Well, if it was the window leaking, it would be running down the drywall…and it’s not, so it’s not the window,” they said. “It doesn’t seem like there is a standing water issue outside by the building,” they said. It was almost like they were trying …

The chandelier in the laundry room

I put a chandelier in the laundry room this week. Well, actually, Husband put it up. Whimsy. That’s what it is.  Whimsy.  Basement laundry rooms are places of damp and dark and rough unfinishedness. Furnaces, tanks, and ducts. The underbelly of the house. Practical without any flash. A room of work…there’s not a lot of …