Day 3 of the 2026 A to Z Blogging Challenge for the letter C

Good morning! Contrary to my chosen meme for this morning, it’s going to be 20 C at some point today although it’ll rain all day, too, before plunging back to the negatives and snow Sunday night. The joy of spring in Eastern Canada when Mother Nature realizes that all of her warm weather clothes have shrunk–but enough about my wardrobe.

It’s April 3, 2026, Good Friday on the Christian calendar. When I was a child, this was a day of reverence, a day to go to church, listen to the lenthy reading of the Lord’s Passion, and then going home to a somber, meatless meal.

But in this part of the world, for a lot of people, that has changed. Today’s letter is C, and among other things, I’ll be musing on change, can’t, choice, crayons and colours, not matter which way you spell it.

Good Friday has become synonymous with the first day off of the holiday weekend and is a time to gather not in churches, but in bars with friends. The bars have special menus, most of them set around fish or seafood, to give a semblance to the idea that avoiding meat is the order of the day, but a rich Coquille St Jacques? You decide. They also have entertainment as in bands, and by late afternoon, you’re lucky if you can belly up to the bar.

Good or bad, I don’t know, and I won’t judge. These are hard times for all of us, and being with people is more important than ever. We may be different on the outside, but when it comes to bones, we’re all the same. Some of us may still resemble ourselves from years past, while others have had a much harder road to travel. There are days when this cat and I are on the same page. My new artificial hip is a year old this month, and doing well. I no longer need a walker or a cane, but the other hip is begging for attention soon. If only I’d known when I was younger what I know now! I might’ve taken better care of myself, but then again, how much fun would that have been?

Those are my can’ts for the day, a reminder to myself that what’s done is done, but that I have to be careful not to repeat the mistakes of yesteryears. It’s also a reminder that like a Star Trek Borg, I need to regenerate and take time to refill my cup. Never forget how important it is to take care of yourself. You can’t take care of others if you don’t. You have choices. Make the right ones.

I’ve made my choice. I choose to be happy, to have faith in mankind, to hope for better days ahead, and to hold those I love as tightly as I can for as long as I can.

My next C word will be crayon. An odd choice, you think. Where can she be going with this? Well, it all goes back to choice. When I was a child, shortly after dinosaurs roamed the earth, Easter was a little different than it is now. It meant chruch, new clothes, an horrendously ugly hat, but it also meant chocolate bunnies and Easter eggs. But my favorite gift was always the new box of crayons and colouring books. The year I got the BIG box with the sharpener, I was in Seventh Heaven! I loved all of the various colours and shades, but no matter what Cayola invented, Mother Nature had the best ones, the orange, gold, and red of fall, the pink, green, yellow, and purple of spring, and her piece de resistance, the rainbow! Have a wonderful day!

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