Back home

What a time we had in Newfoundland. We laughed, we cried, we kissed and we hugged. Reconnecting with family and friends does the soul a world of good. After realizing how fragile life is this trip to Newfoundland was somehow sweeter than the rest. Most things in life are out of our control but the key is to enjoy the good things and that was what we did.
From Port aux Basques to Flatrock we visited a lot of family and friends - thank you all for putting us up and treating us to wonderful visits. I happily attended a baptism and I sadly attended a funeral. Mom and I furniture shopped, flooring shopped, shopped in general really which is always good for our well being. Jacob enjoyed his grandparents, his aunts and uncles and his cousins, he did things he could never do here with them and loved every minute.
Jason went home and did what he always did, read books. ha He did insist on taking me to Trout River for our ritual feast - that was wonderful.
Thanks to everyone who provided the fresh cod, salmon and trout. I would have swam home if I could. Jason enjoyed his turrs Audrey cooked up even though he had forgotten what they had tasted like. The BBQ's we had with family and friends were wonderful, relaxing.
Seeing everybody always made me think how lucky we were to be seeing each other with Jason by my side. I know how great that is, I don't think I will ever take him for granted again and I know I did that before last June. I tried gently explaining this to Jacob this summer and I know he gets some of it but I do not think he will fully comprehend everything until he's older and I hope this happens slowly over time. Some people stated it "Jason is so quiet now" or "he's different" and he is. I have changed too. I am just glad he's here for people to notice the change.

No Reason Why.

You should be playing with your Nan
Running around as fast as you can
You should be chasing butterflies
Not being surrounded by heartache and cries.

You should not have a care in the world
Just doing things as a little boy and girl
You should be making a sandcastle at the beach
Not looking for comfort within reach.

You should be laughing and have a smile
Scooping up dirt and making a pile
You should be hugging your uncle and aunt
Not because you have to but because you can.

What the hell has happened
No one knows the reason why
How do you explain this to children
When all we can do is cry?

Everyone is here for you
Your family has your back and will be there
As you grow up and learn all the memories
Learn how much she loved you and how much she cared.

You two are the light, the joy, the bliss
Laughing, hugging, squeezing, kiss
That is what you will remember
Your beautiful mother, always tender.

My ramblings

Life is a fickle thing. Sometimes it sucks. Sometimes it can amaze you. I think the magic to surviving this way round is to have more of it being great and less of it sucking but sometimes that does not work out. We are especially lucky to have been born in this great country of ours (not a cliche). Even if life sucks here you can get help from family, friends, the government, even strangers.
But sometimes it is hard to see the good times. It can be difficult to see the light in things. But there is always light in children.