Ms. Carroll is a 40-something year-old veteran public servant and mother of three adult children. She and her partner Hal live in Amherst NS with a sweet, anxiety-ridden rescue dog. Shelley loves running, red wine, and laughter.
Tomorrow Never Knows, part three
He wrapped the banana bread in aluminum foil and, having no ribbon, secured it with twine. He’d made three batches and this one was the best looking of the bunch. “Third time's the charm,” he muttered to himself as he tied the twine in a bow.
Tomorrow Never Knows, part two
Fergus decided it was a good day to try something new. Neala had previously shared her banana bread recipe with him. He presumed it was all part of a “give a man a fish and feed him for a day; teach a man to fish and feed him for a lifetime” strategy on her part. Perhaps she was fed up of sharing her food with him, he reasoned, so he decided to give it a go. “How hard could it be?”, he reckoned.
Tomorrow Never Knows
Neala Fitzgibbons had sworn she was done with relationships. She’d survived two divorces, raised two kids, outlived two dogs, a hamster, and three goldfish. At age 54, all Neala had to show for it now was a tired-looking face framed with grey hair, crow’s feet around her hazel eyes, a lacklustre credit score, and the invisible scars cleft from travelling her trail of broken dreams.
My name is Shelley
On the morning of my 49th birthday, I FaceTimed with my parents and asked them to tell me about the day I was born. It’s not lost on me that I have such blessing and privilege to have been able to do so. Many of my contemporaries do not share in this and I am wont to both recognize it and express my own good fortune for it.
My Marathon that Almost Didn’t Happen
There are two points I must stress as I introduce this piece: 1. Marathoners LOVE to talk about their marathons. 2. Whether I run to cover a marathon distance or just to jog around the block, I run to get out of my own head.
The Power of the Ring Pop
In an on-line world consumed by the Johnny Depp and Amber Heard civil suit and the ongoing debates about gun control and abortion rights, wouldn't it be nice to feel good and smile about something as simple as candy? Or a comment from an innocent and inquisitive child?
The Big Squish
It was a cold November morning. I was working in my basement. I can’t recall specifically, but as we’re still in a pandemic state and since I’ve been working from home since March 2020, chances are I wasn’t wearing a bra - maybe a shelf bra, but definitely not a very supportive one. Not the best work practice, for sure, but it’s a habit I’ve fallen into. My on-line meetings and loose-fitting hoodies don’t exactly showcase my boobs, so the laziness in my fashion didn’t take long to adopt.