I bring both joys and concern to my virtual table of candles. For the people of Chile and Haiti, strength for the reconstruction. For Patricia, who will be attending a family funeral, a candle in hope that the sight of much loved faces will be of some comfort. I light candles of thanks and praise for the folks who have been helping me along as I deal with this last bout of hormonally triggered sadness. I light a candle for Margot, who has been a bright, if furry, spot in the overcast. For work, a lighter heart and patience. For home, some inspiration about cooking. I come home and stare blankly at the cupboard, which is tiresome. For Gizmo, a peaceful journey as he prepares for the trip across the Rainbow Bridge. For Jeff, a good trip to Victoria.
Easter is my least favourite holiday. Easter is often a big drama for me, threats, cars dying at the side of wintry highways, getting dumped…. I light a candle for a peaceful Easter.
On the lighter side, I wants me some, if only for the bottle.
