Thursday, December 26, 2019

Dreaming about loosing your suitcase. It is a request to let go of baggage or past issues that you are carrying around.

Sunday, June 16, 2019

This letter applies today as it did many years ago.

This is an open letter to an old principal of mine.

Dear Mr. Lee,
Jubilee School,
Greenfield Park, Quebec.

May 12, 2013

In my last year at Jubilee School, you told my parents - "Lucy, will never amount to anything." This was around 1969.

I have thought about this a lot.

I have written my letter to you - before - on paper. Now it goes to the internet.

I would like to list my accomplishments to you.

In no particular order.

- Mother to two children. And through unforeseen circumstances - twice I brought up these children on my own. Once through divorce - better for all and the second time - through death of the Father of my child.

- Jobs - Bookkeeper, job in accounting payable, Bank Teller, Coffee Specialist, Retail Customer Service for over 15 years, Antiques - Assistant Manager, Teacher, Teacher's assistant, Computer and Office Specialist

- Students in many courses, art, Encaustic, Ribbon flower making

- Artist - who sells her Art pieces

- Volunteer, Organizer
- Blogger
- Friend
- Understanding and Patient
- Forgiving
- Rising above
- Crafting - Knitting, Sewing, rug making - to name a few

- Survivor

Just wanted to say - I HAVE AMOUNTED TO LOTS. I have accomplished lots.

Thank you for reading.

Lucy Ladham-Dyment

Sunday, April 24, 2016

I am going to have a small garden this summer.

I inherited garlic and anise.

I am excited.

Thursday, March 19, 2015

6 Weeks less than a year


Almost a year since I last posted.

So much has happened.

My sister is living in a nursing home, close to me.

So many things dealt with.

I will try and post more often.

Monday, April 7, 2014

That is it - that is all - folks


What to say about it.


Stopping all the nonsense.

Hope that things straighten out for me.

Monday, March 3, 2014


What are my thoughts -

Well, life here is going on. Faster than I want. And with this knock in the head from my sister's illness.

She is worse than I thought/knew. Worse, I think than anyone knew.

What are the meanings behind - the story that I used to tell her - most nights - in bed - when we were young?

That you can rise above any adversity? Good things come in little packages> Greed is not good? 

I like this picture that I found.

Jack and the Beanstalk