Today, Santa Danny Cried

Santa Danny

Today is Christmas Eve, and I went to the cancer center in Surrey, BC.  I was treated there ten years ago and volunteered for almost five years.  I had a suitcase on wheels that contained my Santa Claus outfit; Santa shouldn’t ever be driving around in a car, because kids who still believe in Santa,… Continue reading Today, Santa Danny Cried

A Happy Hearts Reunion

Hearts

  The three of us met by chance, ten years ago.  I had just been diagnosed with stage 3 throat cancer with only a 40% chance of surviving.  At the time, I was fifty-nine years old.  As I left the oncologist’s office, I tried to remain positive, but I’ve never considered myself to be lucky. … Continue reading A Happy Hearts Reunion

Shadows of September

The Ides of March had long stopped marching, and I had finally reconciled my heart and mind to the notion that ‘you can’t look back.’  I had returned to the land of Ontario only to find that everyone had left without leaving a Dear John or whatever type of note that one usually expects.  … Continue reading Shadows of September