there’s nothing like receiving Christmas “presence”…

Reblogging this one because a year later it has much more meaning. Dedicated in the memory of my father. Enjoy the read and I hope it shines light for whoever may need it!

This little light of mine......

Christmas magic

There is something to be said

about the magic of the season.

No question about the anticipation,

the beauty of Christmas lights

glowing so brightly

throughout the world.

A fresh covering of white snow,

 weighing down tree branches

as far as the eye can see.


That sense of amazement in a young child’s eyes

when that certain gift under the tree

is placed in front of them.

Even the hustle and bustle

of shopping in crowded malls

to slowly cross off gifts

on that famous list

is a huge part of what the holiday season

is all about.

Let us not forget

the emotion attached to

every Christmas carol we hear

from Oh Holy night

to I’ll be home for Christmas

that can bring shivers to our soul.

So now that I have described almost exactly

what this time of year brings

to so many of us,

there is also…

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the meaning of Christmas spirit….

Sorry to say that my “creative” juices haven’t been working lately,
but as we are all embarking on another Christmas season,
I thought to bring this one back as a gentle reminder.
Please enjoy the read and keep it in mind when you’re out and about!
God bless and have a great day everybody xoxo

This little light of mine......

Just like so many of you,

I too find myself at this time of year struggling

with the true meaning of Christmas.

I have shared this true story with some,

but I feel it is so important to pass it along,

not only for those who haven’t heard it before,

but also as a reminder to myself.

It was approaching yet another holiday season,

and naturally I was caught up

in the whole “Grinch” syndrome so many of us deal with.

grinch with a present

The idea of going to crowded malls,

searching and dealing with some other “Grinch” like characters

was something I was in absolutely no mood to get involved with.

This particular day

I was having an inner battle in my head to go and do some Christmas shopping.

I got myself dressed and dragged my reluctant self into my car,

grumbling the entire ride there.

I found myself standing in the…

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Dear friend, you gotta a minute?

True story!

A few old friends FINALLY get together,

have a terrific evening

laughing and reflecting on good times

and when all is said and done,

these are the words that follow.

“Why did we wait so long to do this?”

which got me to thinking

so here goes…


Life has such a way of keeping us busy

and for the most part

out of touch.

We manage throughout every stage of our lives

to make connections with special people

we weren’t really expecting

to appear in the first place,

but they do.

Fate has us meeting the friends we were supposed to meet

who instantly become special pieces of our hearts.

Never forgotten are the cherished memories

 and yet the one thing we all manage to do

is let this thing called


draw us away from each other.

Relationships, careers, kids

and everything else in between

is the wedge that can put months and even years

between it all

and not to say there is anything wrong with that,

but as time quickly slips away

and the years begin falling behind us

it’s not until than that we will actually

try to put some perspective into things.

We start making statements like

“why did we wait so long for this to happen?”


“I can’t believe it’s been this long since we’ve seen each other.”

I don’t think it’s a conscious effort

to ignore or push anyone aside.

Life just gets stupid

and we all fall into that trap

which can make it difficult to gather

but sometimes a phone call is all that is needed

to get the ball rolling,

however there is one thing that we kind of forget

when we are trying to justify our reasons.

 Did you know the telephone was invented in 1876,

(and yes I had to Google that to be sure of myself)

so unless you live in a cave,

 could you be thinking

what I am thinking?

“What the hell excuse do I have now?”

What is interesting

is if we do manage to squeeze in

a much-needed gathering

or get together,

how quickly we realize how time has flown by

once we make the effort.

How precious the moments we once shared

have now brought us back to such an incredible time of our lives.

How much funnier the stupid things we did together

can have us splitting our sides

like it did back in the day

and best of all

how the endearing qualities of our friendships

is what is missed the most

when we actually stop making all those damn excuses.


I am no better than most

and I have found myself saying things like,

“we have to get together”


” I’ll call you soon.”

which is usually followed silently

in my own mind with

“before it’s too late”


“before one of us is gone.”

Sorry for the reality check,

but at this stage of the game,

nothing can stop you dead in your tracks

like regret

or missed opportunities.

As I bring this to an end

what I suppose I’m aiming for

isn’t so much that skies open up for you,

or you have one of those

“A-Ha!” moments

and begin calling every person that matters

on your contact list today

but rather just planting the seed

that life is very short.

As the saying goes


One more thing to add

is although it may be something that fills your heart

with peace and contentment

once you decide to stop with the excuses

and make that call

or set up a much-needed get together,

there is a very good chance

that the word


will quickly be replaced with the word


How incredible is that?

So if you will excuse me,

I am feeling the need

to make a few calls 🙂

Make it a great day

and God bless my friends!

something to Remember…

Thought about writing something new with regards to Remembrance day tomorrow, but when I re-read what I wrote last year, I wouldn’t change a thing. The choice to even read this is because of EVERY soldier we stop to remember tomorrow and why that red poppy is pinned to our lapels. Lest we forget and may God bless everybody!

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poppy 1

With Remembrance day coming

I wanted to do something a bit different.

Year after year,

we make it a priority

to attach that poppy

to the lapel of our coats.

For some,

there is an actual effort

to watch or attend

 official ceremonies for those we lost

and who still stand before us.

Here is the thing…

How many of you can actually

tell anyone of the younger generation

about what makes it such a special day

or why it is so important?

If they were to ask you simple questions

would you be able to answer them?

So I did a little research

only because it has been forever since

I was in school

and to be honest

I had completely forgotten

what I had already learned as a kid.

Of course this is from a Canadian perspective,

but history is history

and it never hurts to learn.


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Thanksgiving without you Dad, but the cheese tray is full!

Along with so many others

glancing at an empty chair

this Thanksgiving

our family will be missing

one very special man.

Eddie, Dad, Papa!

dad mother's day 2014

The idea of our first formal holiday

since he passed,

not having him in the middle

of all the chaos

seems rather pointless

to even celebrate.

Dad had a way of making his rounds

with everybody

and usually keeping us in stitches.

The rules were simple

when it came to holiday festivities,

 Mom did all the planning and preparing

(with Mama of course)

and delegating us girls

as to what we could contribute to the big feast.

 Dad would simply be Mom’s chauffeur

to and from the grocery store

but his main function for turkey day

was what he did best,

Entertainment director!

He wasn’t much of a drinker the last few years

but when he did open a beer,

I used to laugh at him

because he would say things like,

“if your Mother asks, this is my first one!”


“have a beer with me so I’m not drinking alone!”

I would laugh even harder

because after 50 years of marriage,

Mom knew more about his behaviour

than he did most of the time

but it never got old

and was always amusing to watch.

It’s hard to imagine his wonderful presence

that won’t be sitting with us

and how it really won’t ever be the same

without him,

but while remembering some of those fun times,

something came to mind.

Although his physical presence is missing,

his spirit still has so much power.

In every story we share,

or every moment we remember

Dad will really be with us.

Chances are he’ll be

hovering in the kitchen

and probably wondering when

Mama will start making her gravy

or sneaking cheese from the platter in the fridge

knowing if Mom caught him,

she’d holler,

“Eddie, get out of there, that’s for later!”

I would imagine when the camera’s come out,

(and that is standard Stewart tradition if you are a first time reader)

he’ll be in every shot

doing what he loved doing the most,

being a total ham

(or should I say Turkey)

Case in point: Thanksgiving 2012

thanksgiving 2012a

I think the biggest thing to remember

why I should possibly be thankful

is he gave us so many memories

to be thankful for

regardless of what we are dealing with this year.

I actually started to dread this day

but the one thing that keeps

popping into my mind

is he would be heartbroken

if we didn’t continue to love life

and treasure making new memories

as a family

even without him.

I am sure he is so proud of us

although we are all grieving

in our own ways

yet I can envision that little smile is on his face

knowing that we have all come together

not to be saddened

but more so

to gather and regain,

even more strength.

I can’t lie and say it will be easy

not having him here

however he’s been alongside us all along

and nothing made him more at peace

than being thankful

having his family surrounding him.

So if by chance you have an empty chair

and struggling a bit this Thanksgiving

there is a good possibility

those we are missing

are very busy working the room

and if that doesn’t help,

you may wanna check

the cheese platter in the fridge 😉

From our family to yours…

Happy Thanksgiving and may God bless!

Thanksgiving boy and girl

Shopping on a Saturday…what was I thinking??

not a happy camper

Knowing full well that Wal-Mart

is crazy stupid on a Saturday

especially with a rainy forecast

for the whole weekend

and with the on set

of Halloween and Christmas lurking

around the corner

 I decided to go anyway.

I did my rounds to pick up a few things

and made my way to the check out lines

which as usual

weren’t all open

and long as hell

however I knew this going in

so really I had no one to blame but myself

for taking my chances.

While standing and waiting

in a very long line,

an old fart

(and I am trying to remain nice here)

was ahead of me.

He clearly looked

like someone crapped in his corn flakes

 judging by the scowl on his face,

and he sort of resembled Don Rickles

in a small and very weird way.

don rickles

He managed to stop a young man

wearing his blue vest

and running past us

with a hand full of boxes in his hand.

The old fart needed to make it very clear

how annoyed he was

standing there,

and reaming the poor young lad

for such an inconvenience.

Telling him he had better things to do

than to stand in a long line up

and if they wanted his money

the store should open more registers when it’s this busy.

As the red-faced kid stood there

completely unsure of what to say

(not that the old poop gave him a chance to speak anyway)

he still listened to his grumbling and complaining anyway.

At this point I had enough

and needed to say something.

“Sir, if you’re that upset

why not make your complaint to the store manager

instead of a part-time employee

who looks like he might have just started his job yesterday.”

I pointed to the customer service desk directly ahead of us saying,

“it’s right there, by all means  go for it!”

complaints department

It amuses me

because when some people

who think they can intimidate other people

are challenged,

 how quickly they can turn

into complete chicken sh*ts.

The best part was even though

he spewed off a few times earlier

(and of course in a very loud tone to draw attention)

that he should just leave

and they didn’t deserve to get his money,

  the old poop stayed

to buy what he needed anyway

(a little quieter I may add)

Now don’t get me wrong,

his point is valid

and it’s so annoying to be looking at unused registers

with so many people standing in such long lines

even when the store knows this anyway

and trust me,

patience is not one of my most endearing qualities

and I do get just as aggravated,

however everyone and their dog

and myself included

knows first hand

that complaining to a

young man or young lady

working part-time hours on the weekend

in a little blue vest

will basically get you no-where.

Second of all,

it’s always nuts on a Saturday

and we all know this,

so really you have a decision to make

before you step out the door,

unless playing Russian roulette

with your blood pressure

is some form of entertainment

that you truly enjoy.

stay or go

Oh and please don’t give me the excuse,

Saturday is my only day to shop.

Stores are open 7 days a week

and unless you work all 7 days

doing 16 hour shifts

than I guess you have every right

to bitch and complain

about having to shop on a Saturday.

A quick observation about Mr Grumpy Ass,

he looked like he should be retired,

so I couldn’t help but think

Saturday can’t be his only option.

I used to work retail

many moons ago,

and nothing could ruin my day more

than getting yelled at by some cranky person

for something completely out of my control

or something I knew in my heart

needed to change

but it wasn’t in my hands to make it happen.

So the next time you decide you’re going to go shopping

knowing full well how busy it’s going to be,

and how aggravated you will more than likely become,

take a second to remember this.

That employee you manage to corner

or try to intimidate

(and if you look closely won’t have a name tag saying “store manager”)

isn’t going to sound any alarms

or announce over the loud-speaker

that because you have entered the building

a parade will lead you to your own personal check out lane.

I caught up with that young man after the old poop incident

because I remembered how it felt myself.

What was technically a good day for the most part

was something I couldn’t wrap my head around

because of one very annoyed person

taking aim at me.

I just wanted the young lad to know

that what just happened

was unacceptable

and told him this.

“I hope that man didn’t upset you?”

I asked him to please try to remember one important thing

that I had learned a very long time ago.

“Some people have nothing better to do

than be miserable

so please do yourself a favour

and don’t let one bad moment

destroy a full day of good ones.”

I think he got it

but he did look a bit confused,

so it basically came down to this!

idiots ruin your day

A little something we all need to think about!

Make it a great day everybody 🙂

Honour thy Mother…and than some!

Today is such a special day.

My mother is celebrating her birthday

It’s rude to say the number

but it starts with an “S”

and rhymes with “eventy”

Happy birthday Mom

Let’s see,

stating the obvious would be

what I should do

like how amazing she is

to anyone she knows.

How her whole life has been dedicated to her girls

and her grandchildren.

Her Mother is her rock

and how strong she truly has been

since her husband of 50  years

became one of God’s angels.

(she doesn’t think so, but we know better)

dad mom and mama

How important she values her family

and how blessed she says she is to have such

incredible friends in her life.

What she doesn’t seem to get

is what we all feel about her.

She’s always there for whoever needs her.

If you don’t believe me,

call her and see what happens.

God help anyone who causes any harm

to those she holds dear.

She loves to laugh

and can horse around with the best of them

even though she says Dad

was the best in that department.

mom clowning around

Sorry Mom,

had to 🙂

If she calls you “friend”

you can bet your ass she means it.

She’s never been afraid of hard work.

To this day

she still mows her own lawn

and she wouldn’t have it any other way.

Those who have ever entered her home

know what “comfortable” really means

as there is a very good chance

you’ll be asked to sit

and more than likely

you will be fed.

She doesn’t pull punches,

so if you ask what she thinks,

she’ll tell you.

Good, bad or indifferent.

She’s always put everyone first

so today I want that to be different.

I want her to be recognized

not only as a wonderful

Mother, wife, daughter, sister/sister-in-law and friend

but also as a blessing to anyone lucky enough to have known her.

I Thank God every day she is my Mother

and more than that

a very special someone

to so many others.

The road she travels today

has been a bumpy one to say the least,

but if anyone deserves to be recognized

for the goodness in her heart,

hands down,

it’s her.

Have a beautiful day,

you’ve earned it!

Happy Birthday Mom


more than you can even imagine!


all of us