Good Saturday morning everyone,

Yesterday was the one month anniversary of Dad's passing. I feel worse, rather than better. I watched the Pixar movie "Up" with my grade five students yesterday (I owed them a treat due to a failure on my part to daily physical activity. TMI?). I sat at the back of the room because I found myself fighting back tears on a couple of occasions. Around 5:30 last evening there was a knock on the door. I let Norm answer it as I was feeling sorry for myself and didn't want to see anyone, but then I recognized the voice of my WONDERFUL friend, Nicole Kirouac Luke - a friend who's sense of compassion is such that she took the time out of her hectic schedule to bring me a bunch of tulips and hyacinths. It was she who reminded me that it was the month anniversary. I cried, she cried and I finally understood why I had been moping around all day. Thanks Nicole.

Here's a great photo of Dad, Sonya and Livy (Sonya's middle child) taken Christmas '09.

If you've read this far, thanks for sticking with me. Have a great day, Be well, and TTYL.