Much to be grateful for today. Friends are sending e-cards or their Xmas newsletters – new grandchildren, beautiful photographs. The lights of Xmas on nearly every house have made our street festive and bright. I’m slightly less bah humbug than usual at this time.
For me, another bit of good news: on Friday morning I sent that 1200-word essay to the Globe’s op-ed editor, and later that day, he replied, “We’ll take it.”
“We’ll take it.” That’s a yes. After a long trail of many no’s, I needed that.
And a big yes for my daughter. As I’ve written here, Anna’s volunteer group that makes meals for Indigenous elders and unhoused has received a grant from the city. Her new job combines two of her favourite things: feeding people, and making a difference where it matters. She just sent a list of what they’re cooking next week, a massive feast for 75 people – it’s mind-boggling.
Sam is busy – his bar is open just for people to buy bottles, but they come faithfully; he’s there to greet his regulars even if they can’t sit down and wait for him to make them laugh, and their favourite drink.
More kind words about the memoir: this from a woman I don’t know: I so enjoyed your memoir, Loose Woman. You have led quite a life. I particularly loved hearing about the time you spent at L’Arche. Your growing understanding of those you cared for and the empathy you showed was powerful. Your memoir showed the path you followed to become a strong, confident woman. I imagine your students now benefit from the wisdom you have gained on your life’s journey.