A Niagara Vacation_Guardian Angel_A Year to Heal_When the Weather Turns
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A Niagara Vacation
It was so terribly cold. Snow was falling, and it was almost dark, when out of the blue, my wife called me at work. "We're going to Niagara Falls for the weekend. I got us an awesome deal!" We had both been working at our first "full-fledged" jobs for a year and had reached that moment after graduation when you suddenly realize you can't make that impact on the world your student enthusiasm once promised. At first, I just sighed. It was the dead of January, and I had already expended all my energy on a week of inconsequential stress. I just wanted to collapse on the couch for two days. Sarah ...
Guardian Angel
Halloween. Another opportunity fwww.onedoor.ccor the humans to get into all sorts of mischief, as they often did on all the holidays. It was the first Halloween I had experienced on Earth and to be honest, I was not expecting it to be overly exciting. However, my young charge seemed to have a different viewpoint on the matter. “Come on, mum! Pleeeeaaasseee take me Trick or Treating!” she pleaded with her mother. Her mother brushed her off, as she always did, although this time with indifference instead of anger. I was not sure which one hurt more. “No, Maribelle. Not this year,” her mother said tiredly, p...
A Year to Heal
The shovel strikes a rock hidden in the dark brown soil. “Why is the dirt still so hard to dig in? I thought getting it wet would make it easier” Julie says to Billy as she puts all of her body weight on the shovel with her right foot and pushes hard into the ground. “I don’t know, but keep digging” Billy replies “We only need to go a little bit deeper for it to fit”.It is an unseasonably warm spring afternoon. Julie and Billy are digging the hole in Julie’s backyard for the time capsule they created as part of their recovery project. The instruction was to create a time capsule at the beginni...
When the Weather Turns
“Harvest Mooncha? I mean, surely even you must admit that’s a bit of a stretch?”I laughed, nervously. It’s my knee-jerk response. Only involving my mouth, not my knees. Ferry and I were browsing the menu in Bean and Gone. As soon as the first leaves began to fall, they’d wheeled out the chalkboard list of seasonal drinks. The coffee shop was one of five branches the independent had grown in Brainton. People came in droves to photograph themselves and their friends sipping lattes in the reclaimed furniture or against wallpaper bearing fancy calligraphy (‘give us this day our daily buzz’, ‘stay ...