They say that when it is time to go home after life is over, you get a flashback of your life from start to finish. I am going home soon some people think, so I thought I'd do mine on the canvas of the blog!
First I would say I was in a room in Plegerinnenschule Zollikerberg in Switzerland and then I was in
the pram saying to the men, "Apa!" After that I was playing outside in our garden in Montreal and then in Sweden with sister Robin. Then I would be playing tennis and missing the ball in England, near Keston. Next I would be graduating from St. Clare's Hall, on paper at least, they didn't have a graduating ceremony and winging my way to my new home in Canada.
After that I would be sitting in school at the University of British Columbia where I took Arts and then at Simon Fraser University where I took a few Fine Arts courses. Lastly I would be having each of my children and homeschooling them before I went to Heaven, because that's about all I did you think, but no, I would befriend many people in the mental establishments of B.C. where I learned about creative writing and painting more, and then taking off not on a cruise maybe but on the journey of a lifetime writing and painting and doing more child rearing. There, I think that's it, I'm ready to go home now, don't you think, but no, I'm ready to go on and do more, because I haven't done everything I came to earth to do, I don't think. So don't think I'm giving up because I get a little sick sometimes or a lot sick as the case may be. I'm not done yet.
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