Such is life in Newfoundland. Of Newfoundland and Labrador. That great Rock stuck in the North Atlantic at the east end of Canada. And where I live.
There are other kinds of fog, too; days of fear and anxiety when you're all alone, seemingly without support.
After surviving a long period of unplanned, unexpected isolation, along with the heart-breaking stress of family illness, I know the value of kind words, and of kind deeds, from friends.
So in turn, I hope my lighthearted stories will cheer you and bring you hope.
Know there is light at the end of the road; know there are others who care.
Remember: When you're at your wit's end, take a breath, then hang on.
Bon courage, as my friends in Paris would say!
With respect and the hope for healthy, prosperous days ahead for us all,
March 22, 2020 – St. John's, Newfoundland and Labrador, Canada