am going through all sorts of feelings. Grief over leaving my beautiful city of Fredericton where I know so many crooks and crannies like the back of my hand. 59 years here.  I am downright scared. But I think Melody Beattie says to feel the fear then do it anyway.  Fredericton is where I will be cremated and buried in due time along with my parents as mom was sure I would need to be with them. Comical really. Fredericton is where my feet have walked the streets to schools, where I have written extensively and where I have loved and lost, loved and lived.  It’s only 1 1/2 hours away to Moncton but it seems miles away from where I bore my children. And yet the draw of my daughter’s family is a big one for me.  The energy of the little ones is contagious and infectious. And fun! As one friend put it …”I will be getting big daily doses of giggles and hugs and one on one with the little ones”  I am not setting up an office in the little room with bay windows in the front. My desk is going into storage. I will leave Fredericton with about a dozen favourite books. That is it. The rest are for donation. So this room will be a conservatory … for painting and reading and maybe for performances by the children. I shall put Beethoven in this room.

It’s very cute. Small but doable.  I can sleep at my daughter’s if friends which to visit. She will, after all, be only five doors away !  Barbara xo

Love Barbara