At the end of the wild ride, dizzy from the speed of it, panting from the fright of it, tears in my eyes from the beauty of it, I meet Your eyes, and laughing, say, "Again! Is it over?" And You smile and say, "It's not over; it's only just begun!" -HJ Dec 1, 2010
This blog is a journal of my poetry, my photos, and some quotations that have resonated with me.
I live in rural Manitoba, have passed fifty, and
find myself becoming more contented as I become more contemplative. My husband is my best friend, I am a mother of four, mother-in-law of one, and grandmother of one.
(Update: In mid-August of 2011 our 28-year-old son died accidentally by drowning while camping at a lake house with good friends. My poetry has become therapeutic, and expresses some of the pain and questioning that I am now experiencing.)