Canada Day OR Any Day

We, the 4 of us and my brother's family of 3, headed to Ottawa for Canada Day festivities. Recently my honourary brother and his wife moved there‎, and it just felt right to throw in some quality family time. The bonus is that my friend KPF lives in Ottawa as well. It was a wonderful opportunity for ASid and Hans to meet KPF. Many years from now, when I am no more and the boys visit these pages, they will know who my friends are and what they have contributed to their Momley's Life.

Coming back to Canada Day, it was a rainy, windy and somewhat cold day. Some of our spirits were dampened and yet, we stepped out to watch the fireworks. We spent some time at the "most visited" Museum in Canada and enjoyed some beavertails. KPF joined us there and we were a merry party of 10. We lined up to look at the Magna Carta and then we all wandered off in groups of 2 and 3. It is always a pleasure to catch up with friends and it is always a treat to spend even a few minutes with KPF. He is genuinely a kind person and he let me blah blah blah blah about Post-Colonial Literature and Native Canadians (our First Nations' people) while we walked through the Museum. I don't think I paid any attention to the actual exhibits. KPF is my Ezra Pound and I am always eager to share all my knowledge and experiences with him; however, he needs to start editing my speaking as well as my writing! Not going to happen…he is too kind for his own good!

Anyway, while we were at the Museum, people started gathering just outside for the 10 pm fireworks. Eventually we parted ways with KPF who was off to support another friend; then we grabbed some dinner and joined the crowds for the fireworks. ‎The much anticipated fireworks lasted 15 minutes and were spectacular. We were cold, but were warmed by the brilliant display of colours, light and sound.

How far have we come since the Magna Carta and yet, no technology or scientific advancement can beat the time spent with family and friends. Canada Day or any day, it is a celebration when I have a few moments with the people who matter the most in my Life.


Note: When I talk about my friend being Ezra Pound, I mean it in the best possible sense. KPF stands by his friends no matter what and, he silently listens and supports. ‎I have always felt it easier to share my writing with him than anyone else. I guess I also wanted him to be an editor of sorts; quite the burden to place on a good friend! So, I call him my Ezra Pound - the man who was one of the bestest of friends and the greatest of editors!! That's what I mean...plain and simple!