Hospice: Telling People I See Their Butts

By Piper Bayard Someone recently asked me what I do as a Hospice volunteer, and I told her that basically, it’s my job to tell people I see their butts. Hospice is a service dedicated to providing people with the most comfortable death possible. We tend to...

The Last First Day

By Piper Bayard Fall. The time when the years of bottles, diapers, potty training, play dates, eaten refrigerator magnets and beans up noses culminate in that most memorable of days, the First Day of Kindergarten. The day when mothers finally get to have a hot meal...

Goin’ on an Auto Hunt

By Piper Bayard We’re having a little problem where our son is concerned. The problem is that he isn’t little. In fact, he’s 6’7” and built like a tank. That, in itself, is not a problem, grocery bill aside. The problem is that now that he’s 16, he rightfully wants to...

Things I Learned on Vancouver Island

By Piper Bayard That’s it. I’m in love with Canada. Genuinely a land of Northern efficiency and Southern hospitality. We spent most of the past two weeks on Vancouver Island, in Victoria and on the shore outside of Sooke. The full moon reflecting off the Strait of...

One of the Many

By Piper Bayard My family will gather at the graves today. As I think on The Ones Who Have Gone Before, echos of laughter, adages, card games, and dipped chocolates bring them to life from the mists of my memory. Each of them played a part in making me who I am. Of...