thirty-five years ago today… it was a similar day, the sun was shining and there was quite a bit of snow on the ground…

I worked at Transport Canada, in the Quality Assurance department… I spent the entire day at my desk trying to get a project completed for one of the staff who was on a very tight deadline…  I left at four and arrived home and consulting with my doctor realized I needed to go to the hospital to be checked out…  Cyndi wasn’t due for another six weeks so we didn’t take a bag with us…

we got to the hospital around 4:30 and she was born 12 hours later… it was pretty scary as she was so early but everything was fine… my colleague felt very guilty as he thought he had overworked me, lol…

in 1978 March 21st was the first day of Spring and I get out of joint now when the first day of Spring is the 20th…

we came home from the hospital nine days later and there was no snow left on the ground…  don’t think that will happen this year…

it feels comforting to see George’s writing on the Polaroid…

today is my first day of Spring…