• Rose M Bresolin

Are We There Yet?

Updated: Apr 2

Here are a few of the responses that have come in. Hopefully they will add to our store of ways to get us through a time that can feel stationary:

Danielle, a young mom in Calgary wrote about her 3-year-old Lucas and his 4-month-old brother Leo making a birthday card for their grandmother in Toronto. The activity was intended to soften the disappointment Lucas felt because their grandmother had to cancel her trip to spend her birthday with them. Lucas quickly became absorbed in creating the card while infant Leo’s attention was fully taken in a study of the crayons. That is, before he hazarded a bite into the wax of one.

What we hope toddler Lucas will take of hearing the blog being read to him during a time of being closed in, is a sense of the expanse of the circle he’s a part of, and that he will communicate that security in his interactions with little Leo.

Lucy, made famous by the peach sandwich very early in the blogs, was asked for a recipe for bread pudding by her friend Duly, who in busier times might not have given thought to trying something new. As it turned out, Duly’ s children and the grandchildren she helps look after, loved the pudding and it was posted on Facebook. From there, Duly’s nieces in Missouri, not to be outdone, retorted with a flawless bibingka, a popular Filipino dessert. No borders between hearts.

One professional wrote in that after challenging her partner to a duel of scrabble, the stakes continued to get higher, and when the game was over, the debt incurred by the one who lost,was to be repaid by making dinner. But the winner helped anyway…beginning with the pouring of the wine.

And now, more about the pyjama party mentioned in yesterday’s blog…

The story crafted by the sisters aged 8 and 5, opens with Once Upon a Time, which for them is their world, before covid19, and is expressed as an eternity in their little lives. It begins with the final day of school when their dad got them a treat from the ice cream truck on the walk home, and essentially leads through a secret passageway for getting themselves back out into the world they knew.

“The ground hog kept his promise of an early Spring,” the younger one concluded. “We want to go play in it with our friends.”

Then they moved to singing out the words to South of the Border accompanied by dancing wildly and giggling. Next they spoke about the details of the costumes they had planned for Hallowe’en.

Lights off, all eyes turned to a ceiling painted over with a sky of sparkling stars.

Ideas sent being too many for one blog, you’re invited to stay tuned…


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