Still here

I’m okay.  Are you okay?

Despite the sensational misinterpretations of the Mayan calendar, we are still here. How about that?

Eastern Ontario though is buried under 28 centimeters of wet snow and blowing snow – with more to come.  It was a messy day for many but I didn’t have to travel anywhere.  I enjoyed the view from inside the window, the television or computer screen while puttering about the humble abode, writing and catering to feline requests for affection.

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We can now relax and celebrate the Winter Solstice with family and friends whether in person or over the Internet.  We can feel assured now that the days will be getting longer and brighter in the northern hemisphere.

It is difficult to fully enjoy the colourful lights and celebrate the holiday season when you know there are families and individuals who are left without the basic needs like food and shelter.  It warms the heart when you are able to donate in the monetary sense if you are not mobile or strong enough to venture out in person.

Then there are families and communities who are grieving the loss of innocence, young lives taken by evil, senseless acts.  You feel angry, helpless and numb, not knowing what to say or do.  You avoid the sensationalized broadcasts and turn to balanced, reliable journalism.  You hug your own children and young adult children – if they will let you.  You share in a collective sense of loss and sorrow all over the world.

You feel groggy from the effects of post-surgery pain medication and lack of fresh air.

You recall a recent dream where you are holding a baby, wrapped in a blanket; holding it close to your heart and feeling calm and warm.  You wonder if this dream is due to your hippocampus processing memories of the recent newscasts, the customary celebration of baby Jesus or a YouTube video hoax

You want to hug your children, guide our youth away from the electronic distractions that imitate real life or imitate the destruction of life.  You want to hug the babies, smell their freshness and smile with hope as they slumber.

You recall another dream where you are reunited with a high school sweetheart, a first nations boy, now in his advanced years with long hair,  graying and tied with leather straps – similar to the long raven hair that he had cut short in Grade 10 in order to fit in.  You are happy to see him again.

Canada’s first nations are braving the winter weather conditions, raising awareness across the country and the ocean with the Idle No More movement and gaining support for a leader on a hunger strike.

“Frustrated with a lack of consultation on treaty problems and seemingly unilateral federal government decisions on natural resources and the environment, indigenous peoples are suddenly saying they will no longer sit idly by while these things are being pushed through.”

In our own urban communities, different walks of life are helping out with holiday cheer while others appeal to sensibilities of their fellow man, woman and trans.

Where ever you live, here’s wishing good will, good health to all, that you get to spend time with family and close friends over the holidays.


Hoping for positive developments in 2013 and The Year of the Snake.



About shewrite63

I am Theresa. I am a Mother, Grandmother and intermittent writer. I published a bittersweet novel in 2011 under the pen name of Florence T Lyon. I am also a real life survivor, community volunteer, Archives and Records Management graduate, and long-time IT support worker trying to keep up with technological changes. Can't eke a living off of my writing skills - yet!
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