A joyful occasion: finding love again after loss.


If you are a reader of this blog you will know that my family  lost my stepfather to cancer around 4 years ago. At first the grief was almost unbearable but as the years go by healing happens. Grief is still there but it becomes more of a dull ache. Every once in awhile the wound is poked and it hurts and you feel it and deal with it when it hurts but then the pain goes away again for awhile.

One of the hardest things about losing my stepfather, for me, was watching my mom in pain. My mom and I are really close and it was hard to see her suffer.

Not long after Doug died she made friends with her neighbour across the street. They had something in common: he also lost his wife to cancer and could relate to what she was going through. They got along very well, made each other laugh, and looked out for each other. Eventually they fell in love. Last weekend they were married in my mom’s backyard.

I am so incredibly happy for my mom, that she has found love again and she has found such a wonderful man. I really like Gervin a lot and can’t imagine a better person for my mom.

My mom asked me to take photos. Here are few from the day.


My mom and me, photo taken by my niece, Leslie.

My brother gave my mom away.

My brother gave my mom away.

Mom and Gervin with the minister.

Mom and Gervin with the minister.


“You may kiss the bride”


My family




My mom and Gervin.

Last year was so full of tragedy, but this year is the opposite. Full of joy and happiness.