Life as a rural physician Mama in the backwoods of Northwestern Ontario
September 5th, 2015
In the busy, day to day hustle and bustle, moments of precious joy are often lost, mixed in with doing the laundry and endlessly cleaning of the house. As a parent, when these occasions happen throughout the day, I often feel acutely aware of how treasured these pockets of time truly are. I make a mental note, and try to will myself into remembering them forever, but they blend into the business of our lives and often are forgotten. This is the reality of the fabric of life – a blended quilt of happy, frustrating, devastating, angry, joyous occasions that make up our existence. Of course, a diligent mother would jot these down in a baby book, but alas, Henry’s baby book has many empty pages.