Grieving for a lost life, hoping for redemption

My heart breaks for Christopher Husbands.  I mourn, too, for Ahmed Hassan. I find myself thinking more about these two strangers than the hundreds of other people caught in the crossfire at Toronto’s Eaton Centre on Saturday. Ahmed Hassan died in a brazen suppertime shooting at the mall’s busy food court, allegedly by gunshot fired … Continue reading Grieving for a lost life, hoping for redemption

A trillium welcome to you, too

This past weekend, somewhere between Cambridge and Paris, a trillium waved a white-gloved hand in my direction. And yes, it caught my attention. I’ve likely caught yours, too, tossing off place names that conjure up images of old stone and ivied walls, of cobbled streets and majestic arches. Before you begin hearing the swish of … Continue reading A trillium welcome to you, too

I’m weary of being entertained by violence

In these days of The Hunger Games, I am finding I have little appetite for violence in movies, especially when the violence involves children. Oh, I know The Hunger Games is a fantasy movie based on what everyone tells me is a superbly written trilogy.  I realize the main character in the movie is a … Continue reading I’m weary of being entertained by violence