I have been posting from the Eastern Edge for almost two years now and this will be the last one for a while. I have completed my Master of Philosophy in Humanities and tomorrow I leave for Calgary to begin my PhD.
There are many people I need to thank, none less than my children who have always been a source of pride and inspiration for me. They continually remind me of the diversity of life, its challenges and its possibilities. That all three of them will be in graduate school this fall is a gift in its own right.
I also want to thank my sisters, cousins,brother-in-law grand-nephew and grand-nieces who threw a surprise party for me to celebrate this moment. It was tolly unexpected and was wonderful time that I will never forget.
The celebrating did not end there as my friends Paul and Mona also organized a party here in St. John's to celebrate my Masters, debut my film and to give me a send off. Thanks to everyone who showed up.
Saturday, August 25, 2007
Sunday, August 19, 2007
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Now playing: Iron & Wine - Woman King
via FoxyTunes
This is my last night in my home for a while. I really do not know when I will sleep in my own bed again, the one that I shared with my brother - the one that belonged to my grandfather. But I am at peace. I have a home again and it will be here when I return. The next two generations are already connected to this place.
It has become the ancestral hearth - haven to all of our family and to many of our friends. I am so grateful to my sister Gwendolyn - not only because she allowed me to disrupt her solitude this spring. Like me she really needs her solitude but she set that aside for me. I am also grateful that she chose to retire back her and to restore our house to a home; to preserve it for the rest of us. She has our father's passion for gardening and it shows in the flowers and roses that fill our yard with beauty.
I will be back here. It is home.
Now playing: Iron & Wine - Woman King
via FoxyTunes
This is my last night in my home for a while. I really do not know when I will sleep in my own bed again, the one that I shared with my brother - the one that belonged to my grandfather. But I am at peace. I have a home again and it will be here when I return. The next two generations are already connected to this place.
It has become the ancestral hearth - haven to all of our family and to many of our friends. I am so grateful to my sister Gwendolyn - not only because she allowed me to disrupt her solitude this spring. Like me she really needs her solitude but she set that aside for me. I am also grateful that she chose to retire back her and to restore our house to a home; to preserve it for the rest of us. She has our father's passion for gardening and it shows in the flowers and roses that fill our yard with beauty.
I will be back here. It is home.
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