Under the Knife

It was after I woke up at 5:30 AM on Thursday and let Holly outside to do her business – that I felt the sharp pangs of withdrawal.  Not the type of withdrawal associated with heroin or other drugs. My addiction is coffee.  I usually have two large cups of coffee each morning, and that… Continue reading Under the Knife

Today’s Cancer Center Visit

This morning, I visited the cancer center in Surrey, BC.  I usually go there every couple of months to say hello.  But today was special.  It was in November 2009 that my radiation and chemotherapy treatments ended. First, I stopped by the chemo room and said hello to my gal pals.  Then, I went downstairs… Continue reading Today’s Cancer Center Visit

A Toothless Fairy

There is often a situation when I’ve thought seriously about giving up on a particular dream, but there has always been a counter argument for continuing the chase.  I remember a saying I learned when I was little Danny – ‘I had no shoes and complained until I met a man who had no feet’.… Continue reading A Toothless Fairy

My 10th Anniversary

Ten years ago, I received some life-changing news – I was diagnosed with having stage 3 throat cancer and was given only a 40% chance of surviving.  At the time, I was 59 years old – and I remember thinking that I probably wouldn’t survive because I had never in my life ever felt lucky. … Continue reading My 10th Anniversary

Do You Believe in Magic?

Santa at Castle Fun Park

It wasn’t going to be an easy day for me to be Santa Claus because I was having a difficult time trying to smile.  But it wasn’t because I’d be alone on Christmas Day.  And it wasn’t because I was feeling sorry for myself – I always prefer to see the glass, as half-full –… Continue reading Do You Believe in Magic?

Notes from the North Pole

In 2009, I was diagnosed with stage 3 throat cancer and given only a 40% chance of surviving.  Not knowing how much time I had left and the fact that I hadn’t celebrated Christmas for many years – I  wanted to see if I could get that same holiday spirit that I used to get when I… Continue reading Notes from the North Pole

A Smokin’ Story

The 99B bus was coming into view, and the guy standing beside me at the bus stop had just lit a cigarette.  As I was putting some distance between us, I watched with interest as the man began taking fast, short puffs – with his fingers holding the cigarette against his lips the whole time!… Continue reading A Smokin’ Story

Not a creature was stirring…

Santa in the Chemo Room Dec 24 2012

Originally published on December 24, 2012 It was the morning of Christmas Eve, and once again, it didn’t feel like Christmas. It had been years since I last celebrated Christmas – but I remember it well. It was in 1983 at my parents’ place in Midland, Ontario. My family always got together to celebrate Christmas… Continue reading Not a creature was stirring…

Dying Embers of Summer

I’ve heard that one of the perks of being a grandfather is babysitting – except for when the occasion includes changing a diaper.  It’s not that men CAN’T perform this necessary ritual – it’s just that they’re afraid of pinning the diaper to the baby’s skin!  And that’s why they wait until after the child is… Continue reading Dying Embers of Summer

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