Rainbow bridge

My dear Friends
Life is never dull and every day there links with Canada. I spend time occasionally in a cafe on the other side of town, and a little while ago I met a young woman serving there from Montreal. Montreal is one of my favourite cities in the world, it is incredibly diverse, perhaps more so than Toronto, but it is 20 years since I have been there.

I remember going into a restaurant alone, and being given the best table by the head waiter-this custom of honouring single women who dine was new to me. At the end of the evening I asked the waitress for directions and when she spoke in her lovely French-Canadian style I was very touched. More than all that, it was the place where I went into the Cathedral and was struck by the beauty of the liturgical language of the Mass.

A Jewish friend of Beningna's lent me her apartment in Montreal in that summer of '88, and I used to go down to a cafe by the water for breakfast: halycon days, and I long to 'go home.'

One week from now, I go to my sister-in-law's house near Gatwick, to spend a couple of days with my family. then, on 29 August, I will be in the air and winging my way to Toronto. On Sep 11th, very symbolic, I will flying again, this time to Calgary and my cousins out West. On both journeys I will spend time in prayer, thanking God for all He has brought to me and the wonderful life I have.

Be well! And I will try to do the same!
Shalom from
Sister Gila