- 14 Dec, 2025 *
Went for the walk in Vancouver today. Well it wasn’t a walk from point A to point B, it was more follow the dotted line where there is no dotted line. Definitely not planned except to have lunch and visit some favourite shops.
You always bring a smile to my soul and for that I am so thankful. I should learn to talk less but with people I hold dear I want to share everything. It is as this shell, this identity of who I am, is no longer alone. There is always an apprehension of a lack of time. That song "Who Know Where the Time Goes" plays in the back of my head. It scares me sometimes, the fragility of our lives and the little time we have as this.
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- 14 Dec, 2025 *
Went for the walk in Vancouver today. Well it wasn’t a walk from point A to point B, it was more follow the dotted line where there is no dotted line. Definitely not planned except to have lunch and visit some favourite shops.
You always bring a smile to my soul and for that I am so thankful. I should learn to talk less but with people I hold dear I want to share everything. It is as this shell, this identity of who I am, is no longer alone. There is always an apprehension of a lack of time. That song "Who Know Where the Time Goes" plays in the back of my head. It scares me sometimes, the fragility of our lives and the little time we have as this.
Good friends always seem to also be a mirror back to yourself. Is it the presence of the person? Is it the voice you hear in response? It seems to be a unique domain comfortably inhabited by two people. It is a safe space because you explore your ideas and feelings about you. I think of the handful of family and friends that have these mutual places. Today that place grew, it unfolded in the warmest fashion.
I also wonder if what falls from these lips will be disliked or hurtful. And so you are open to realize what should not be said. And you hope this bond of friendship will be resilient and sustainable. Today, for me, it was. I do hope it was also for you.
I will be glad I am off the BPL board. I tire of the tiny minds encountered there. I promise you that I will listen earnestly when you need to talk about it as you have so often done for me.
I came home and Marjun was feeling much better. She had gone for a walk in the forest, and as always, it heals something in you. She had talked to my cousin’s wife in Swift Current. My cousin had passed away a year ago. He was 80. She asked Marjun if I would give the eulogy at the graveside when they intern his remains next summer in Saskatchewan. My cousin had six siblings who will be there with spouses and children. Only Marjun and I are are invited from all of the other family. It startled and humbled me, to be asked this.
We never realize how important we are to each other. We rarely voice it and then it is too late. Cristina I want to make sure I voice something now. You are important to me. You have given me so much. You truly are a good and best friend forever. Please don’t forget that. I promise if you need my help for anything I will be there for you. You can count on that promise.
Well it is 3:06 am and i should try to get back to sleep. This blog post is for you and I will let you know when I have posted something. The URL is only known by you and me. The site is secure from bots that scrape data.
Take care and have a great Sunday my dear friend.
