Meeting half-way…

As for church, we found there the tranquility of God:

there we forgot school and dreamed about the next hockey game…

Through our daydreams it might happen that we would recite a prayer:

we would ask God to help us play as well as Maurice Richard…

— in The Hockey Sweater, by Roch Carrier…

On Monday I was laying upstairs in the afternoon sun,

croaking out the loudest hiccups ever…

I told my daughters that I was remembering when I was a frog…

Starshine said,

Mama,

frogs don’t lay in the sun…

I said,

I must have been an old toad then…

They said,

Oh Mama,

those sounds you’re making are so loud…

We’ve never heard anything like that before…

This morning as she was eating breakfast Little Gem said,

You know I haven’t felt very good at all this week…

I said,

Really??? I didn’t know that…

What have you been feeling???

She said,

Well my leg has really been hurting a lot…

I’ve had a tummy ache,

and I have the hiccups at least 3 times a day…

Starshine added,

I’ve been feeling sick in my stomach too…

I said,

Well I hope you start to feel better now…

I’ll do some thinking about you this morning while you’re at school okay???

Both girls said,

Thanks Mama,

I know that will help…

I’ll see you on Friday for swimming…

Don’t forget the buffalo jerky…

Dean, Ali, and Lucas are asking about it every day…

And they’re starting to drive me crazy…

Message keeps getting clearer, radio's on and I'm moving round the place...