. I was invited (well, not personally, but still…) to join the Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date, years before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and…… Continue reading The last night… (Late September 16th FFF)
. Last evening, already. 🙁 . . . If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired; The moon rising over the St-Maurice River.
Last night before Dad’s surgery. If you’ve read my blog the past four days, and made it through my one-way, self-centered and quite boring posts, you already know that following his stroke, last Thursday, my father will be going through carotid surgery tomorrow (Tuesday). I haven’t read a thing since, except for your most heartwarming…… Continue reading Last night…
So it is over. If you didn’t follow my Looking back posts, they were about gathering random thoughts, some about the holiday season, some not, while watching my Danish kalendarlys burning day after day. A kalendarlys is a tall advent candle with days 1 to 24 printed on its side. Every evening, you light it, and…… Continue reading Looking back… Day 24.
She left the empty glass in the kitchen sink, and poured the black brew in her favorite mug. She wondered if she should call Valérie, but it was still a little early for a Saturday morning, and she wanted her thoughts to be a bit clearer, before she got interrogated. Because that’s exactly what…… Continue reading Last night… part 2.
She woke with a dry mouth and crinkled mind. What had happened? She rolled on her back tucking the bedsheets under her arms, and enjoying the warmth of the duvet just a little longer. She knew reality would soon hit her, and usually, it wasn’t pretty when it happened. Not that it was an usual…… Continue reading Last night…
Dear, It always ends up happening. No matter how hard I try to stretch time, and how I fill my days with joyous moments, I always get to face that terrible night when the sun has set for the last time on Copenhagen, and I know the next time I’ll see that happening, it will…… Continue reading The last night…
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