Hi Everyone!
I’m currently sitting at my living room window, overlooking the street and our neighbor’s children playing on the front lawn. I have a Peppermint Mocha in hand, a few candles lit next to me and Damien Rice playing on the computer. Needless to say that my senses are feeling indulged right now!!
Given my current delightful surroundings, I wanted to pretend that you were all sitting next to me with a yummy drink of your own as we shared stories of our past week gone by. It wasn’t until this morning that I realized just how chaotic this past week has been. My lack of presence in cyberspace is usually the first indicator that my days have taken on a life of their own!
Firstly, and certainly most importantly, Baby Rohan was back at CHEO this past week after being rushed to emergency from Deep River. Rohan has spent more than his share of time in CHEO during his short eighteen months on earth and I can say with certainty that it never gets easier. He arrived at emergency on Tuesday night and we spent most of the night with him and Monica while he under went various tests and waited to be admitted. We’re pretty familiar with CHEO now but nonetheless, there is something simply heart wrenching about an entire hospital devoted to children. Even with entire facilities to meet these needs, Rohan still found himself being admitted to the oncology ward due to lack of space anywhere else in the hospital. It was later determined that Rohan was suffering from Crupe, and given his condition, he needed to be isolated from the rest of the children in the ward. Hospitals are difficult enough to endure. Isolation in a hospital is so much worse.
I stayed with Baby Rohan for a part of Wednesday night while Monica went to our place to eat, shower, sleep and keep up on a life that seemed to have gone on without her. Rohan and I watched endless reruns of Baby Neptune and learned to dislike the presence of anyone wearing scrubs. While it was never easy watching Rohan in the hospital, this time, at this age, made his fear more visible and the desire to take him away so much stronger. In the midst of our little chaos tough, God brought me the precious of moments when Rohan looked right at me, pointed to the television screen and said “car”!!! He spoke to me for the very first time…Beautiful!
As many of you know, I’ve been feeling really restless lately. I’ve had a desire for change in my blood that is very foreign to me. As the creature of habit that I am, my need for different scenery is un-chartered territory. However, after months of this agonizing feeling brewing inside of me, I woke up on Thursday morning to snow and a soul that was no longer restless! Our natural cycle of seasons hasn’t happened much this past year. We went from winter right into summer and it’s basically stayed like that well into November. I had no idea that the fire burning inside of me was simply a response to Global Warming! It seems as though in the past week alone, I suddenly live in a different city! One day last week, I left work late and by the time I headed home, it was already dark outside. It’s literally been months since I’ve seen that part of the city at night and it’s truly like seeing it for the first time all over again. Between daylight savings, the gorgeous layer of snow and the beautiful Christmas decorations all along Sussex Drive, the seasons seem to have finally caught up with my own desire for change!
There was also a significant end to an era in my life this week…I finally finished the entire Harry Potter series!! Late on Thursday night I flipped the last page of The Deathly Hallows. It’s very safe to say that I am suffering from a severe case of Post-Potter Depression now!!! Unlike most people, I didn’t start the series until the final book was published hence, since July, I’ve been reading each book back to back. It’s been an intense relationship and frankly, I don’t know if I’m ready for it to be over!
For a very long time, Richard Parker from the Life of Pi and Dr. Hannibal Lecter from the series by Thomas Harris have been my favourite fictional characters. But now, I simply don’t know!! My life as recently been consumed with the magical bliss that is Harry Potter and I have to say that I have a very special place in my heart for Dumbledore; a man of true humility and patience, two characteristics that I admire in anyone, fictional or not. Regardless of how my list of favourite fictional characters may change, I can say with absolute certainty that Chapter Thirty-Three of the last book is the best chapter that I’ve ever read of any novel. I was breathless when I was done reading. People often claim that the Harry Potter phenomenon is overrated but, to truly consider the impact that a series of books has had on entire generations of people is spectacular. As an avid reader myself, nothing makes me happier that seeing the written word triumph in the end!!
And so, Sunday has finally arrived and the world seems to have changed in seven short days. I hope that you will forgive my absenteeism!! Us bloggers are always in cyberspace for the greater good but, sometimes, the greater good is right in front of us…in a hospital room…in the pages of imagination…or even in Mother Nature.
Given my current delightful surroundings, I wanted to pretend that you were all sitting next to me with a yummy drink of your own as we shared stories of our past week gone by. It wasn’t until this morning that I realized just how chaotic this past week has been. My lack of presence in cyberspace is usually the first indicator that my days have taken on a life of their own!
Firstly, and certainly most importantly, Baby Rohan was back at CHEO this past week after being rushed to emergency from Deep River. Rohan has spent more than his share of time in CHEO during his short eighteen months on earth and I can say with certainty that it never gets easier. He arrived at emergency on Tuesday night and we spent most of the night with him and Monica while he under went various tests and waited to be admitted. We’re pretty familiar with CHEO now but nonetheless, there is something simply heart wrenching about an entire hospital devoted to children. Even with entire facilities to meet these needs, Rohan still found himself being admitted to the oncology ward due to lack of space anywhere else in the hospital. It was later determined that Rohan was suffering from Crupe, and given his condition, he needed to be isolated from the rest of the children in the ward. Hospitals are difficult enough to endure. Isolation in a hospital is so much worse.
I stayed with Baby Rohan for a part of Wednesday night while Monica went to our place to eat, shower, sleep and keep up on a life that seemed to have gone on without her. Rohan and I watched endless reruns of Baby Neptune and learned to dislike the presence of anyone wearing scrubs. While it was never easy watching Rohan in the hospital, this time, at this age, made his fear more visible and the desire to take him away so much stronger. In the midst of our little chaos tough, God brought me the precious of moments when Rohan looked right at me, pointed to the television screen and said “car”!!! He spoke to me for the very first time…Beautiful!
As many of you know, I’ve been feeling really restless lately. I’ve had a desire for change in my blood that is very foreign to me. As the creature of habit that I am, my need for different scenery is un-chartered territory. However, after months of this agonizing feeling brewing inside of me, I woke up on Thursday morning to snow and a soul that was no longer restless! Our natural cycle of seasons hasn’t happened much this past year. We went from winter right into summer and it’s basically stayed like that well into November. I had no idea that the fire burning inside of me was simply a response to Global Warming! It seems as though in the past week alone, I suddenly live in a different city! One day last week, I left work late and by the time I headed home, it was already dark outside. It’s literally been months since I’ve seen that part of the city at night and it’s truly like seeing it for the first time all over again. Between daylight savings, the gorgeous layer of snow and the beautiful Christmas decorations all along Sussex Drive, the seasons seem to have finally caught up with my own desire for change!
There was also a significant end to an era in my life this week…I finally finished the entire Harry Potter series!! Late on Thursday night I flipped the last page of The Deathly Hallows. It’s very safe to say that I am suffering from a severe case of Post-Potter Depression now!!! Unlike most people, I didn’t start the series until the final book was published hence, since July, I’ve been reading each book back to back. It’s been an intense relationship and frankly, I don’t know if I’m ready for it to be over!
For a very long time, Richard Parker from the Life of Pi and Dr. Hannibal Lecter from the series by Thomas Harris have been my favourite fictional characters. But now, I simply don’t know!! My life as recently been consumed with the magical bliss that is Harry Potter and I have to say that I have a very special place in my heart for Dumbledore; a man of true humility and patience, two characteristics that I admire in anyone, fictional or not. Regardless of how my list of favourite fictional characters may change, I can say with absolute certainty that Chapter Thirty-Three of the last book is the best chapter that I’ve ever read of any novel. I was breathless when I was done reading. People often claim that the Harry Potter phenomenon is overrated but, to truly consider the impact that a series of books has had on entire generations of people is spectacular. As an avid reader myself, nothing makes me happier that seeing the written word triumph in the end!!
And so, Sunday has finally arrived and the world seems to have changed in seven short days. I hope that you will forgive my absenteeism!! Us bloggers are always in cyberspace for the greater good but, sometimes, the greater good is right in front of us…in a hospital room…in the pages of imagination…or even in Mother Nature.
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