Rolling Around In My Head doing damns the darkness/ A Blog By Dave Hingsburger

Morning

I get up first. Pretty much every day. I like mornings. This morning I stepped by the fan that was attempting to circulate cool air into the bedrooms and headed towards my desk. I noticed then a little girl solidly asleep on the couch, covered in a light blanket, her face lit by the brightness of the morning. She looked as if she was safe and at peace as she

The Killer

Yesterday we paid $25 for just over an hour’s parking. YIKES. Both Joe and I had an appointment with the doctor, we both go in together and even though the Doctor listens to each of us separately, it’s like a real family visit. For example when the Doc had a question about my cough, he asked Joe to comment as well in terms of what he’s noticed. I like the

A Destination and A Companion

It was sunny and warm and we were on a mission. We wanted to find a particular restaurant that we knew was somewhere near by. The street was crowded with people going, it seemed, every which way. We got out of the flow of pedestrians and tried to figure out which was to go. Once we had it figured, we set off. I saw him almost right away, he was

Grandma’s Trust

(first appeared in Canadian newspapers in 2011) I was having a pee. Thinking about my grandmother. Thinking about my country. We’d driven almost 300 kilometres through the wilderness of Northern British Columbia. That is to say, it was a long pee. My grandmother was born in Canada in the late 1800s. In all ways she was a remarkable woman. She made the hard life of poverty and subsistence farming into

The Big Finish (Part 5)

We arrive at the venue to get ready for me to do my presentation. There was so much noise inside of me.Noise, Noise, NOISE. My usual nerves about doing a presentation, things I’ve never tamed, sat on the jeering section of the grandstands in my mind right along side of the ‘you failed last time, you’ll fall this time’ who had dressed up for the occasion and joining them was

Then … BAM! (Part 4)

When we got in the car we saw that it was exactly 800k from our hotel. We hit the road and just drove, didn’t stop to eat (I made sandwiches in the car) and didn’t stop to pee. We just drove. Then, suddenly, we could see our hotel. We had driven 798k and our hotel was like a beacon in the night. We stopped at a stop light. Joe screamed,

First Stop, Second Stop … (Part 3)

We arrived at the hotel with a day to spare. We had wanted to make sure I had a day to rest before hitting the consultations that I had lined up. I rested by shopping, having ice tea at every opportunity, and simply enjoying pushing myself around. It was great to be away from home, great to be back on the road. I wasn’t too worried about the consultations because

How It Goes (Part Two)

After coming out of the hospital, lots of decisions had to be made. In the end we cancelled trip after trip, most with multiple stops, just to give me time to heal. These were hard decisions but the were also the obvious ones, I had to get better. Going back to work at my job at Vita was joyous. I just wanted some type of normalcy in my routine and

The Story and How It Begins (Part One)

I’ve got to go way back in order to go forward. This is often true in life when we need to self-correct or when we need to see a moment in time in its true context. For me, it started in Niagara Falls where I had been booked to do a two day training session. I went to do the training knowing I was unwell, but not knowing that I

Straight Beer

We meticulously planned a hotel to stay at that was within walking distance from an accessible, yes can you believe it, gay bar. We seldom get to be in gay spaces any more, most of them are inaccessible in one way or another, so we were excited. It really did take work getting there, the distance wasn’t great but there was a fairly steep hill that we hadn’t anticipated. But

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