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I left my suitcase in Montreal. When I flew home from Mexico a few months ago, after a 10-day self-directed writing retreat during which I worked my process (the Mexican version which involved a terrace and sun and flowers) and made progress ...

Recently, I booked an interview with Reinekke Lengelle, author of Writing the Self in Bereavement: A Story of Love, Spousal Loss, and Resilience to interview her for the first part of my doctoral writing project. I loved her book so much and ...

The second time I registered for “Introduction to Pickleball” at the gym I joined, I felt sneaky. Were we even allowed to take it twice? Don’t ask, I told myself. Just do. I worried the coach would recognize me from two days ...

We went to the symphony this week and one of my favourite parts was watching the conductor and musicians receive their applause. They performed “Shelley, Strauss & Goosby,” and I know this only from going back to read my ticket, and not ...

When The Minister’s Wife was acquired by Tyndale House, and I began the editing process, part of my work was adding four chapters. The team asked me to specifically write about Christmas and heaven. I remember those two new chapters especially. One ...

The Nov/Dec 2002 issue of Faith Today magazine has a little note announcing my appointment as Associate Editor. There’s a photo of me looking impossibly young and really quite thrilled. I suspect I could hardly believe it. In 2002 I would have ...

My new home library kit has a little date stamp with a tiny ink pad, due date cards and holders with adhesive to stick into the back of books that I might lend out, if I think I will get them back. ...

Last weekend in Winnipeg I enjoyed the bounty of a church-related potluck lunch at my friend Patricia’s house. Her long table seated around 14 of us, along with lasagna, green salads, garlic bread and wonderfully, deliciously, delightfully one of those salads made ...

So there I was, in a very long line up at Winners, buying a new shower curtain and liner for my sister’s upcoming visit. I didn’t want her to think she had the kind of sister who lives with a discoloured liner, ...

The other day I received an encouraging note from a reader of Holiness Here, and this is part of what he said: “Pages 81 and half of 82 are ‘gold’ for me. I have been frustrated by a good friend. You know ...

The other day, although I had been driving all day long to get home and really should have been busy packing my bag to fly to Vancouver the next morning, I drove another two laps across the city to see a painting ...

A few months ago, I allowed myself to be swept off my feet and into a karaoke evening at a local pub. This is not something I normally do. I’m not a singer. I will however, give a plug here for group ...