The Tiers

"The wedding cake comes as three tiers. We can either keep them separate, or pay $100 to stack them together," I explained at the dinner table at our mini celebratory engagement BBQ with my family. I pointed my chin at my mom as I added, "the guy at the store said the stacking would be…

The Ultimatum

She gave him an ultimatum. She said he had to marry her within the next year, or she was done. She'd been with him for years already. She still had a bit of a wild side to her back then. She liked having a bit too much to drink and having to balance on a…

The Flowers

I paced up and down the grocery flower section as if it were my life that depended on it. They had to be purple. Her favourite colour was lilac. They didn't have actual lilacs. I reached for a bouquet of tulips. Did she like tulips? Were tulips too Easter? I turned to look at the…

The Chase

One of my grandma's favourite stories to tell was about how much of a little rascal my brother Michael was as a child. Out of the three (and much later even four) of her grandchildren, Michael was the one that caused her the most grief. Her story began innocently enough, on a snowy afternoon when…

The Complaints

We sat in the rickety old van we rented in Montevideo cruising along the Uruguayan highway. From the backseat, I admired the angled tree trunks with green leaves exploding far into the sky. Farms paraded past us one after the other. The sun bathed us through the windows. Throughout the ride, when she wasn’t asleep,…

The Cat

Sometimes I miss my mom. Not my feline mom, the one who gave birth to me and my litter mates beneath the deck. I only knew her for about five weeks. I barely remember her. My real mom is the one who saved me from going to the Humane Society. My dad, the one who…

The Illness

My feet dangled freely from the wooden dining room chair as I dunked my chocolate chip cookies into a mug of milk. As I ate, I watched my favourite television show, Full House, on the bulky brown television set in the corner of my grandparent's kitchen. I liked this episode a lot so far. I…

The Diagnosis

I pulled into a vacant spot in the parking lot that was shaded over by a large tree. Before I left my car to enter the mall, I checked my phone. I'd almost forgotten that I'd texted my mom to see how my grandmother's neurologist appointment had gone. "It's Alzheimer's." My mom had texted back.…

The Short Story

It all started when I posted a short story about my experience visiting my boyfriend’s grandfather in the hospital. A fellow blogger found that post and recommended that I submit my story to Chicken Soup for the Soul. He explained that a friend of his had submitted several stories to the franchise, and that he…

The Inheritance

We were staying in a chic little townhouse cottage on the sands of Punta Del Diablo, Uruguay, in the off season. We'd traveled 9000km from our Canadian home to visit Montevideo and an additional 300km to get to this small region, at my grandfather's request. He was a Montevideo native. Back in the 60s, when…