“Mountains for Maddi” Book Launch
April 17th, 2009
Thanks for dropping by! I hope you'll find your heart a little brighter, and your step a little lighter from having tarried within these pages.

Mountains for Maddi is still available for purchase. The MS Society of Canada, through their campaign, "I Will End MS," is urging everyone to do their part to help end the devastation of multiple sclerosis. I will continue to donate 50% of the book's net proceeds to MS research as my way to help END MS.
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With my warmest regards,
Barbara

Have you ever had a day that starts out like any other but turns into something extraordinary? For better or for worse, a seemingly benign event turns your world on its head.
When I woke up Friday, September 5th, 2008, I thought I was going to have a day like the hundreds of days before it—help the girls get off to school, head to my favourite coffee shop to write for a couple of hours, come home to rest for the afternoon, fix supper, take a walk with my husband, David, watch some TV, check my e-mail, and call it a day well spent about 10:30pm.
For Mother’s Day this year I thought I’d share a letter my mother wrote to me. She had tucked it in amongst her belongings and I discovered it the day after she died. Her words say so much about her character, about the value of life, and about the certainty of death.
With the flip of a simple page on our calendar, with a drop of a silver shimmery ball in Times Square, we’re thrust into a brand New Year, whether we’re ready, or whether we like it, or not. It doesn’t take long for the New Year to settle in and make itself at home in our daily lives. How easy it would be to let the promise of a New Year slip away into the dreariness of January.
This poignant contemplation on life was entrusted to me with the request that, due to the sensitive nature of its revelations, the author remain anonymous. It is a tribute to a man who lived his life the only way he knew how, as a gentleman.
“In the world you will have tribulation; but be of good cheer, I have overcome the world.” John 17:33.
It is interesting that during my recent serious illness and stay in hospital, several changes in my personal status seemed to have taken place without my guidance or intervention.
In Memory of my mother, Olive, who was born February 12th, 1931 and died June 25th, 1995.
I first wrote this remembrance in 1996, the year after my mother died. Eleven years have passed but the essence of its message hasn’t changed, and while my grief has lessened, the loss of my mother has left a little part of my heart forever broken.