Cynthia Reyes's Blog, page 15
June 23, 2019
Colin and Justin
In 2013, Colin McAllister and Justin Ryan made me cry. And then they made my husband cry. But our whole family loved them for it. I had followed their writing and TV shows: they are brilliant designers. But they didn’t know me. How surprising then, that Colin and Justin should have done something special that helped launch my… Continue reading Colin and Justin
June 18, 2019
Raptor Foot & the Nail Salon
On Father’s Day, younger daughter and son-in-law gave my husband a gift: they took him to the nail salon for a pedicure and invited me along. It was a rare treat for us both. The men bravely entered the salon full of women. They had their limits, though, refusing to get their nails painted, though… Continue reading Raptor Foot & the Nail Salon
June 10, 2019
Doing What Scares You
Sandra Whiting has a way about her. When she asks for a favour, it’s hard to refuse. Between her personality and track record for getting things done, she’s admired by many. Add her contributions as an arts-supporter and artist (Sandra is a storyteller with a great sense of humour) to her voluntary work for Canada’s… Continue reading Doing What Scares You
June 2, 2019
Spring Has Sprung….
“Spring has sprung, the grass is ris I wonder where the birdies is!” They is all in my garden. Or on window sills, cooing softly each morning. Gathering twigs to build nests, lying on eggs inside their houses, chasing off squirrels and other pests from their nests. Along with flowering bulbs of various colours —… Continue reading Spring Has Sprung….
May 25, 2019
Stiletto Heels
As we stepped out into the rain I looked down at the ground again And saw her thin stiletto heels And thoughts went round my mind like wheels * “Spring rain!” I smiled, instead of what My mind thought, which was: “Id-i-ot!” As she walked dainty by my side And went on out to catch… Continue reading Stiletto Heels
May 24, 2019
Flowers, Memories, Diaries
Originally posted on Cynthia Reyes :
Memory is the diary we all carry about with us, wrote Oscar Wilde. But for me, diary is memory. Years of memories. Family, home, garden, daily life. Diaries played a small role in my overall life, but became a huge part of my post-accident experience. With little sense of time, and often no…
Memory is the diary we all carry about with us, wrote Oscar Wilde. But for me, diary is memory. Years of memories. Family, home, garden, daily life. Diaries played a small role in my overall life, but became a huge part of my post-accident experience. With little sense of time, and often no…
May 9, 2019
My New Baby
Babies of all kinds are being born these days. Here’s one of mine. Born “Myrtle”, reborn with a new name — “Vertu”, in French — she arrived recently. Huge thanks to Jean Long and Jessica Charnock, who translated the book from English, then diligently proofread the book in its draft form. To do the translation,… Continue reading My New Baby
May 7, 2019
Which Do You Prefer?
Someone once asked me this question. “Whose approach do you prefer: Martin Luther King Jr or Malcolm X?” “Both”, I replied. “And Rosa Parks. And the Black Panthers.” My friend stared at me, speechless. Talk about asking a simple question and getting a difficult answer! ~~ When you’ve worked in countries like South Africa and… Continue reading Which Do You Prefer?
May 3, 2019
Mama’s Garden in Spring
Originally posted on Cynthia Reyes :
My husband named this garden for my mother. It’s my favorite garden and I promised to tend it. But my injuries made gardening a huge challenge and Mama’s Garden became a little jungle. For the last few years, it’s looked a bit wild, especially from the outside. But it’s always…
My husband named this garden for my mother. It’s my favorite garden and I promised to tend it. But my injuries made gardening a huge challenge and Mama’s Garden became a little jungle. For the last few years, it’s looked a bit wild, especially from the outside. But it’s always…
May 1, 2019
Cynthia Reyes — the Crazy One
My husband drives me to the Toronto airport for my interview. Pass it, and I’ll be granted a NEXUS card, which speeds up passage through the Canada-US border. Never mind the fact that I haven’t travelled anywhere in many years. I have hopes; many beloved family members live in the US. The two officers —… Continue reading Cynthia Reyes — the Crazy One
