Supporting all who care for elders
“I have never had a day that didn’t sparkle in some way.” Jennifer Dawn Shearer (1974-2023) Forty-nine years ago, I worked as a teenager among the troubled youth in Ontario housing. I received a call one day that changed my life. It made me grin […]
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“You are lazy.” I understand. When my mother spat those words at me, she felt frustrated. I’d been asked to clean my room, and I’d started with the bookcase–a grave mistake. She found my 14-year-old body sprawled across the bed, deeply engrossed in one of the familiar volumes, oblivious to the mess piled around me.
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Ann Peachman Stewart’s writing passion sparked by caring for the elderly SEPTEMBER 1, 2020JUBILEEWRITER Today I welcome writer Ann Peachman Stewart. She used her passion for the elderly and their families to find her writing niche. Welcome, Ann. let’s start out with a bit about your writing journey. In 2007, my world turned upside down. Although
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“Next stop, Melita Avenue.” For just short of twenty-one years, I’ve heard those words as the bus pulled up to Christie Gardens and I crossed Christie Street in Toronto to go to work. Usually, the bus came late and all of us who stood shivering in the bus stop, or roasting in the summer, complained
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The thought never occurred to me to sponsor a fundraiser. But God had other plans. In the two years since I’d last visited my niece, Jenn, she and her family had walked a perilous journey. She’d begun her course to take Early Childhood Educator, Level 2, but almost immediately experienced disturbing symptoms. While continuing her
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You face a new year, and perhaps some of the struggles of the last year or two enter into the new year with you. January brings a fresh, unblemished calendar, but you carry your load and who you are with you. Sometimes, the weight of it bites into your shoulder as you try to move
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When I get on the train, I choose the same car every day. I sit with the same people, who also chose that car. Some of them chat with each other and some sleep, but all on the same car. My car is at the far end of the platform, and sometimes if I’m running
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Have you ever been so afraid, your stomach dropped to your toes, your mouth dried to dust and the tears flowed non-stop? That’s how I felt the day I got the letter. Growing up, I was always the good kid. It’s not that I aspired to sainthood, but I had a horror of being accused
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Have you ever had your shoelace come undone at a time when it’s impossible to stop and do it up? Your arms are full of parcels, or you are standing on a crowded subway platform? There is nothing more awkward than trying to two-step around a dangling shoe lace while attempting to keep your body
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A Shattered Hallelujah A shattered hallelujah is now my song of praise Its notes are all the sweeter when my voice can barely raise. Arms outflung, He calls to me to walk among the waves To trust beyond what’s
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