I light a candle for Sandy. She doesn’t read my blog any more but she has done more to restore my faith in humanity in the last two years than anyone else I know.
2020 says yeah that worked out.
I light a candle for Tammy, it was lovely hearing her voice on the phone yesterday.
I light a candle for Diane, my editor, who is being gentle but completely firm about the edits.
I light a candle for Jeff, who continues to be awesome in numerous ways.
I light a candle for Keith, who is in a relationship with a person I never heard of before today, thank you facebook. I imagine I could meet her, but crashing karaoke night is the mark of an entirely sick mom. Unless I wait until Mike gets back from the DREADED BUSINESS TRIP OF DOOOOM, and go with him, flying all casual like.
I light a candle for Katie. New motherhood and all. I heard Alex on the phone yesterday, he’s definitely got a pair of lungs on him.
I light a candle for the minister Rev Debra; her puppetry at church last Sunday kept the kids enthralled.
I light a candle for Sue, who is so wonderful. In so many ways. When I grow up I want to be like Sue.
I light a candle for all our servicewomen and servicemen at home and overseas.
I light a candle for all the Burnaby Enbridge and pipeline protesters, and all the indigenous people fighting to keep pipelines off their land.
I light a candle for Paul, whom I ran into while I was doing edits at the library in New West yesterday. It’s amazing how seeing a friend lifts your spirits. It made leaving the house to concentrate seem like an especially good idea.
I light a candle for pOp, and for mOm, perseverance and good humour make for a very good example.
