The summer of 2015

What a wonderful summer I had after all.

You see, I moved to Aylmer, across the river from Ottawa 3 years ago so I could be closer to my daughter Tania who lives in Ottawa and my sister Mariette who lived 3 hours away in Trenton not far from Toronto. Since moving here, I experienced 3 family reunions. It was heaven for me.  Things didn’t work out that well after that and both my sister and daughter stopped being part of my life.  Would I get to see much of my family again?

Well, this summer, I had the good pleasure to travel to New Brunswick with my very generous brother Ghislain. We stayed at my brother Laurier’s place and I got to see another brother called Jean-Marie and his daughter Kathie who also stayed at Laurier and Paulo’s place.  It was absolutely wonderful. I got to take a lot of photos of the places where I went to school and homes I lived in as a child. It was a walk down memory lane and thanks to my brothers patience, I took some awesome photos.

Conway Academy is another school where I spend time and the next one is called Feller College where I was sent after my time at the Sanatorium.$_57[1] 01_FireFrontal_a - FELLER COLLEGE AT GRANDE LIGNE QUEBEC[1]


The small Catholic Church where we went for a while in St Joseph New Brunswick before we became protestants



The Sanatorium where I spent time as a teenager. It was located in St Basile New Brunswick.


The Convent of St Basile where I likely contracted tuberculosis. The convent was next door to the Sanatorium.

Later on this summer, I got to go to the Eastern Townships with my brother Raymond and his wife Pauline who is an awesome piano player and composer. I had not visited them for 32 years. I got to meet my little niece Melodie who was only 6 months old at the time.

I saw some beautiful sights in the region of Asbestos where my brother the pastor and teacher lives, Sherbrooke where he also has a house and Lake Magog which is where he had his church when I visited them last.

My summer turned out to be about family after all.

When I lived in British Columbia, I seldom saw my family as most of them were in the Eastern part of the country and I had missed them more then I can tell.

I felt strongly that God was guiding me to this place and now I know that He has. I feel truly blessed and got to see how generous my family was to me and that I was loved by them.

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