tales for dreamers
In times of chaos, we turn to what is familiar and assuring. So I am back here now, for the first time this year, for the first time in almost a year, back to my familiar haunts. Some day I will write a story explaining everything. For now, I will
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Almost the only reason I log in to Facebook anymore (other than to publish posts on my page) is to check out the various local moms’ groups I am part of. From one such group, came a recommendation that lodged itself in my mind - books by Robert Munsch - although the
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A Day with Dad by Bo. R. Holmberg and Eva Eriksson, both Swedish creatives, is one of D’s old favourites. He hasn’t read this in weeks now although he wanted to read it today when he saw it lying on my study table (where I had taken it
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On March 2, 2019, celebrations were being held for Dr. Seuss’s 115th birthday at the Burlington Public Library. For some reason, I was quite keen to go. D is always game for a trip to the library. As part of the celebrations was a treasure hunt for children. Ten
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In 2018, for Mother’s Day, KrA gifted me Just Me and My Mom by Mercer Mayer. It is a hilarious tale of an anthropomorphic creature who goes on a day-trip to the city with his mom. They take the train to the city and visit museums, an aquarium,
life, unadulterated
The shifting of the clocks last weekend and my screwed up sleeping habits keep me awake at all odd hours and asleep at saner hours, dreaming some outlandish stuff, waking up with my chest as taut as drum skin and the sound of my heart thudding as if trapped in
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I first learnt about The Giving Tree by Shel Silverstein a month or so ago when I read this article on Medium. A few days later I saw two copies of the book in the library. I wondered if I should grab one for D, then decided against it, remembering
life, unadulterated
It is that moment again. Worlds are colliding inside of me. It is as if history is repeating itself. Where I was once the child unable to make sense of the parent, I am now the parent, seeing my child be the child I once was, seeing myself feeling like
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So D has been down with the gastric flu for the past two days, which means all I need to do is hug him and lie down beside him while KrA sees to it that all our needs are met. The child is such a delight even during a bout
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As of the writing of this post (late in the evening of the sixth day of March), D has 13 books waiting to be picked up at the library. We are very close to the limit of 50 books that can be borrowed at a given time. Which also means
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Sometimes a book has to wait to be found. It has to bide its time until the child falls in love with it. It has to put up with rejection after rejection until at long last, there is a slight stirring of interest one day that quickly morphs into an
life, unadulterated
Not even two months into the year and it already feels as if I have lived several lifetimes, over and over again. And, believe it or not, very little of it has to do with looking after D. Or maybe the arrival of D two and a half years ago