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After nearly 50 years of marriage, I expected to be consumed by loneliness after losing Regina. How could I not? She was my partner, my confidant, and the love of my life. But here’s the paradox: in her absence, I feel her presence more deeply than I ever imagined. Only those who’ve experienced loss might understand what I mean when I say I am not lonely. Instead, I am comforted by what I can only describe as the “ghost” of her—her spirit that walks with me daily.
I find myself talking to her, not aloud but in the quiet spaces of my mind. Her voice has replaced my own inner monologue, guiding me through moments big and small. When I write, when I reflect, or even when I face life’s little irritations, I sense her presence. The arguments, the frustrations, the petty things that once seemed so significant—they’ve all faded into the background, leaving only laughter and warmth. Now, I look back at those moments and smile. How arbitrary they seem now. Recently, I had a heartfelt conversation with my dear friend, the Deacon. He lost his beloved Bonnie earlier this year, and we shared this unique experience of loss. He described how memories of frustrating family moments, the chaos of life, have been replaced with cherished “remember that time” stories. It seems grief has a way of distilling what truly matters, leaving us with gratitude for the love we shared. Regina passed away before I wrote Tracks of Our Tears and From Promise to Peril, yet I feel her fingerprints on every page. It’s as if she guided my words, leading me to uncover the family documents that shaped these stories. Those discoveries felt more than coincidental; they felt like her whispering, “Keep going. Tell our story.” I’ve spoken to others who have faced loss, and many share similar experiences. The loved ones they’ve lost aren’t gone—they linger in the spaces they used to fill, in the memories that resurface, and in the quiet moments of reflection. I see Regina in the way light falls through the window, in a song that plays unexpectedly, in the laughter of our grandchildren. I’m not lonely. I am always in her company. She is my companion in grief, my muse in creativity, and my comfort in solitude. Loss is not the absence of love; it’s the transformation of it. And in that transformation, I have found peace, a peace I never thought possible. For those who are grieving, I hope you find comfort in your memories. Perhaps you, too, will hear the voice of your loved one guiding you. And when you do, may it remind you that love is eternal. #LoveAndLoss #GriefJourney #NeverAlone #LifeAfterLoss #ComfortInMemories #EternalLove #FindingPeace #GriefAndHealing #CherishedMoments #SpiritOfLove #WritingThroughGrief #RememberingRegina #LoveNeverDies
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With the New Year now upon us, we enter the time of the Jubilee. The theme, chosen by the Vatican, is Pillars of Hope and it represents a guiding light for reflection. To me, these pillars represent the deep connections we share with family and community. Whether it’s your immediate family or the broader community you belong to, these connections can provide strength, support, and hope during challenging times.
Today, so many people are under stress or struggling with life’s pressures. Sometimes, simply coming together and listening to one another can make all the difference. It reminds me of a small town in Pennsylvania that researchers studied. This town has some of the lowest rates of cancer and heart disease in America. What is their secret? It’s not their diet, exercise habits, or genetics — it is their connection to each other. The people in this town actively engage with their community, becoming pillars of hope for one another. Could this sense of connection be the key to a happier, healthier lifestyle? As the New Year begins, it’s worth considering. Building or strengthening connections — whether by lending an ear, offering support, or simply being present — might help someone else and could also end up helping you. This year, let’s strive to be pillars of hope in our own lives and communities. Together, we can create a foundation of love, kindness, and resilience. Wishing you and your loved ones a joyful, healthy and Hopeful New Year! May 2025 be filled with moments of peace and Happiness. Happy New Year, James #PillarsOfHope #CommunityConnection #Jubilee2024 #NewYearNewConnections #HealthAndHappiness #SupportEachOther #ListenAndConnect Christmas has a way of bringing us back to what truly matters. It’s not about the presents under the tree, the endless to-do lists, or the hustle and bustle that can so easily take over this season. Instead, Christmas is about togetherness—the warmth of being surrounded by the people we love, the joy of shared laughter, and the comfort of traditions that connect us to the past while grounding us in the present.
When I think of Christmas, I don’t picture a mountain of wrapped gifts or perfectly set tables. I hear the sounds: the crackle of a fire, the laughter of grandchildren, the hum of carols playing softly in the background. I smell the aroma of something delicious baking in the oven. I feel the warmth of a hug, the lightness of shared stories, and the deep gratitude of simply being together. This time of year invites us to pause and reflect. It reminds us to set aside our differences and embrace peace, forgiveness, and understanding. If there’s ever a time to let go of past grievances, it’s now. Christmas opens our hearts to focus not on what we’ve lost, but on what we still have—each other. As I sit quietly, reflecting on Christmases past and present, I think about how fleeting time can feel. Yet, in these moments, time seems to stand still. We are given the gift of now. It’s in the laughter shared over a family meal, in the quiet moment of sipping a warm drink while gazing at the twinkling lights, in the melodies that bring back memories of Christmases long ago. For me, the spirit of Christmas lies in gratitude—not just for the big things, but for the small, ordinary moments that form the story of our lives. It’s a time to step back from the noise of the world and appreciate the simple joys: a child’s excitement, the beauty of a fresh snowfall, or the quiet companionship of someone dear. Let us embrace this season for what it truly is—a time for peace, love, and togetherness. Let us celebrate the relationships that give our lives meaning, and let us remember to forgive, to be kind, and to hold one another close. This year, let us focus on the gift of being present—with each other, with ourselves, and with the beauty of the season. May your Christmas be filled with peace, joy, and the warmth of togetherness. And may we all carry the spirit of this season in our hearts throughout the year. Love is a force that continually surprises us, deepens over time, and teaches us that our capacity to feel is far greater than we ever imagined. It evolves with life’s stages, and just when we believe we have reached the summit, we discover there’s a new height we didn’t know existed.
The first time you fall deeply in love—perhaps with a soulmate—it feels like the pinnacle. You are consumed by their presence, comforted by their embrace, and inspired by the sheer joy of being understood by someone who sees you for who you are. It’s a love you believe can’t possibly be matched, until something extraordinary happens—you become a parent. Holding your child for the first time, you’re struck by a wave of overwhelming devotion that makes every other love feel pale in comparison. You would give anything to keep them safe, to nurture their dreams, and to fill their lives with joy. You wonder how your heart can hold such immense love for this tiny being. Then, life surprises you again. When you meet your grandchild, you feel an even deeper transformation. The joy of this new life is intertwined with the wisdom and experience of years gone by. Grandparental love is distinct—a blend of pride, protection, and profound connection. It’s a love that feels infinite, and it redefines everything you thought you understood about the human heart. Love in Tracks of Our Tears Two scenes in Tracks of Our Tears illustrate these layers of love: Anna bathing Pietra and Sigmund’s harrowing trip to the passport office. These moments, though vastly different, reflect how love propels us to cherish life’s simplest joys and face its gravest dangers with courage. Anna Bathing Pietra In this tender scene, Anna bathes her daughter Pietra, delighting in the innocence and joy of her child’s laughter. It’s a moment steeped in love so pure and simple that Anna feels complete. Yet even in this tranquil setting, shadows loom as Jacob warns of troubling events in Germany. Despite the ominous world outside, Anna and Jacob’s love for their daughter keeps them focused on the present, cherishing these fleeting moments of happiness. This scene resonates with every parent’s realization that love for a child is both a source of immense joy and a profound vulnerability. Anna wonders aloud if it’s possible to love another child as much as Pietra. Jacob’s response—a reminder that love is not finite but expansive—echoes the truth we come to understand with each new generation: our hearts grow to meet the love demanded of them. Sigmund at the Passport Office In contrast, the scene of Sigmund’s brutal encounter at the passport office reflects love’s protective power. Faced with unthinkable cruelty, Sigmund’s thoughts turn to his family, especially his granddaughter Pietra. His love for her gives him the strength to endure humiliation and violence, knowing that securing her safety is paramount. This love, born from his role as both a father and grandfather, is not limited by fear or pain. It transcends personal suffering, becoming a driving force that compels him to act decisively to protect those he holds dear. Love’s Expanding Capacity Love teaches us that it is never static. It grows with each new relationship, enriching us in ways we never anticipated. As Jacob suggests, love isn’t a zero-sum game. It doesn’t diminish with each new bond—it multiplies, carving out new spaces in our hearts for the people who matter most. When we reflect on love’s evolution—from the passion of soulmates to the fierce devotion of parenthood and the unmatched joy of grandparenthood—we see its true nature: infinite, selfless, and ever-deepening. It is both the simplest and most complex of human emotions, and its capacity to grow reminds us that life’s greatest treasures are found in the bonds we create and nurture. In the end, love is what anchors us through joy and sorrow, fear and hope. Whether in the quiet moments of bathing a child or the storm of facing unimaginable danger, love gives our lives meaning, purpose, and a reason to keep moving forward. As you do so, consider how love might grow in your life if you let it. Whether it’s deepening your relationships, opening yourself to new connections, or simply cherishing the love you already have, let love be your guide. As Anna and Sigmund’s stories teach us, love is the most profound force we have—and it’s always worth fighting for. #BoundlessLove #FamilyConnections #TracksOfOurTears #FromPromiseToPeril #LoveGrows #InfiniteHeart #HistoricalFiction #Parenthood #LoveAndResilience #AnnaAndSigmund  Christmas is a season filled with light, warmth, and memories. For many of us, the joy of the holiday is tied to long-held traditions: the glow of a decorated tree, the scent of pine filling the house, the ornaments that tell stories of years gone by. As I unpacked our Christmas decorations year after year, I was flooded with memories. Each ornament had a place in time—one marking my children’s first Christmases, another made with tiny hands in school, and others gifted to Regina and I throughout our life together.
This year, though, I found myself looking at the boxes and feeling… tired. Not the usual holiday rush kind of tired, but a deeper weariness that made me wonder if I could go through the motions this time. For the first time in decades, the Christmas tree might stay boxed up, along with the stockings, the garland, and the Dickens village that Regina loved so much. It’s not that the joy is gone—far from it. I still adore Christmas. I look forward to sitting by the tree at my daughter’s house, soaking in the ambiance, and watching my grandchildren’s excitement grow as the big day approaches. But there’s something about the weeks leading up to Christmas that feels different when the traditions aren’t alive in your own home. I know I’m not alone in this. As we grow older, the energy and time required to recreate the magic of Christmas at home can feel daunting. What once felt effortless—hauling out the tree, stringing the lights, carefully placing each decoration—can become a monumental task. And yet, there’s a sadness in letting go of these rituals, even if only for a season. For me, the Christmas tree isn’t just a decoration; it’s a symbol of continuity. Its lights fill the room with warmth and transform the ordinary into the extraordinary. Sitting in the glow of a lit tree with a cup of tea or a good book has always been one of my favourite parts of the season. Without it, the house feels a little quieter, a little less festive. And then, there’s Regina. Every ornament I hang reminds me of her—the way she carefully unwrapped them each year, how her eyes lit up when she found the perfect spot for her favourite ones. The tree was always our centrepiece, a reflection of the life we built together. Letting go of that feels like letting go of a piece of her. But perhaps, as we grow older, the meaning of Christmas shifts. It becomes less about the decorations and more about the people we share it with. Sitting around my daughter’s tree, I see the traditions continuing in a new way—through her, through my grandchildren. The tree at her house might not have the same ornaments, but it carries the same spirit. For those of you feeling the same way this year—staring at the boxes of decorations and wondering if you can muster the energy—I want to say it’s okay. Traditions evolve. Perhaps this is the year to embrace simplicity, to focus on the parts of the holiday that bring you the most joy. For me, it’s family. It’s the glow of someone else’s tree. It’s the stories we tell, the memories we share, and the love that fills the room. The beauty of Christmas isn’t in the ornaments or the garland—it’s in the hearts of those we hold dear. So, whether your tree is up or still in the box, I hope this season brings you light, love, and the joy of being with the people who matter most. And who knows? Maybe next year, when the boxes call my name again, I’ll feel ready to answer. Until then, I’ll savour the magic of Christmas wherever I find it. #ChristmasTraditions #HolidayMemories #FamilyChristmas #ChangingTraditions #ChristmasNostalgia #TreeOrnaments #FamilyTime #SimplifyingChristmas #HolidayReflections #ChristmasWithoutRegina #ChristmasLights #ChristmasAmbiance #GenerationalTraditions #LoveAndMemories #EmbracingTheSeason Music has an extraordinary ability to impact our mood, outlook, and even our very sense of self. Like modern-day poets, musicians capture the essence of human experience in ways that words alone often cannot. A single melody or lyric can touch something deep within us, evoking emotions we may not have been able to articulate ourselves. It can lift our spirits, helping us feel lighthearted and hopeful, or it can meet us in our darkest moments, giving us the space to process our pain. For Marta and Pietra, two characters from my novels Tracks of Our Tears and From Promise to Peril, music is a lifeline. Marta, a skilled violinist, finds solace and purpose in her music, even as her life is torn apart by war and personal struggles. Her connection to her instrument allows her to feel both grounded in reality and transcendent of it. Similarly, Pietra—Marta’s goddaughter and a violinist—channels her emotions through the strings of her violin, finding not only an outlet for her pain but also a way to heal. In their stories, music is more than a pastime; it is a survival tool, a source of strength, and a connection to the beauty of the world even amidst its chaos. Music’s timelessness is another one of its most magical qualities. A song from decades ago can still resonate with a listener today, transporting them back to a cherished memory or even connecting them to experiences they’ve never lived. For Marta, the works of classical composers like Tchaikovsky and Beethoven carry her through the struggles of war, while Pietra finds her own voice in the same timeless compositions, bridging generations through shared melodies. This is a testament to how music can connect people, both across time and within families, creating a shared language that transcends age, culture, and circumstance. On a personal level, I am always in awe of how music creates moments of profound connection with ourselves. Whether it’s the melancholy of a somber ballad that allows us to grieve or the upbeat rhythm of a pop song that inspires us to dance, music gives us permission to feel deeply. It reminds us of our humanity, our struggles, and our capacity for joy. It allows us to momentarily step out of the present and into a space where emotions are safe to explore. Music such as, Rodrigo's Concierto de Aranjuez and many pieces from Jessie Cook, have stayed with me for years, inspiring reflections on my own life and the people who have shaped it. In the same way, I hope that Marta and Pietra’s relationship with music resonates with readers, showing how music can lift us up in times of despair and allow us to celebrate even the smallest of victories. Music’s greatest power may lie in its universality. Across the world, people experience its magic—finding hope, solace, and inspiration in its chords. It is a thread that binds us together, reminding us that no matter our circumstances, we are never alone. As long as there is music, there is connection, beauty, and an enduring sense of humanity. When you hear a melody that moves you or find yourself humming a tune that lightens your heart, consider this: that song, that lyric, or that note is doing what music has always done—bringing the world a little closer together, one heart at a time. #PowerOfMusic #MusicAndEmotions #TimelessMusic #MusicHeals #ModernDayPoets #MusicIsLife #EmotionalConnection #MusicAndMemory #ClassicalMusicLovers #GenerationsConnected #MartaAndPetra #TracksOfOurTears #FromPromiseToPeril #HealingThroughMusic #UniversalLanguage #MusicAndStorytelling If you’re looking for songs that capture the transformative power of music, these timeless pieces are a great place to start. Tim McGraw’s Humble and Kind serves as a gentle reminder of the values that shape our lives, while Fleetwood Mac’s Landslide poignantly reflects on the passage of time and personal growth. Brandi Carlile’s The Story and James Taylor’s Fire and Rain resonate with raw emotion, connecting deeply with listeners through themes of love and resilience. For a reflective journey, Garth Brooks’ The Dance reminds us of the beauty in life’s fleeting moments, and Coldplay’s Fix You offers comfort during challenging times. To add a touch of hope and nostalgia, Israeli Kamakawiwo’ole’s medley of Somewhere Over the Rainbow/What a Wonderful World is a soothing celebration of life’s simple joys. Chris Botti’s “Smile,” performed by Steven Tyler, carries a poignant message of finding strength and hope through life’s hardships, encouraging listeners to smile even in the face of adversity. These songs, speak to the universal experiences of love, loss, and healing—proof of music’s enduring ability to connect us all. Hardship and loss are inevitable parts of life, yet how we respond to them is deeply personal. For some, challenges ignite a sense of empowerment, a realization of inner strength they never knew existed. Others feel overwhelmed, asking, “Why me?” Similarly, when faced with loss, some are grateful for the memories they hold, while others may feel lost in heartbreak. These vastly different reactions highlight the complexity of human emotion and the unique ways we process life’s trials.
Hardship, whether caused by loss or other challenges, often becomes a turning point for our beliefs. Some people find themselves distanced from faith, questioning, “How can there be a God who allows such suffering?” For them, pain can feel like evidence of a chaotic, unjust world. Others are drawn closer to their spirituality, finding solace in the belief that there is a purpose behind their struggles or that a higher power is guiding them through their darkest moments. So, how does religion—or spirituality—help people cope with hardship and loss? For many, faith offers a sense of stability in a time of chaos. Rituals, prayers, or sacred texts can serve as anchors, providing comfort and guidance. Spiritual communities create spaces where people can find support and connection, sharing their burdens with others who understand. For some, the belief in an afterlife or a higher plan brings peace, helping them endure loss with hope. However, not everyone turns to faith. Some find strength in self-reliance, channeling their energy into rebuilding their lives, focusing on their relationships, or creating something meaningful out of their struggles. Others discover healing through creativity, nature, or acts of kindness, transforming their pain into a source of growth and inspiration. These differing responses show that there is no “right” way to navigate hardship or loss. Some rely on faith, while others draw on inner resilience or the support of their loved ones. What matters is finding a path that allows healing and growth. Hardship and loss are powerful teachers. They test our strength, challenge our beliefs, and shape our perspectives. Whether they draw us closer to faith, closer to others, or closer to ourselves, they ultimately reveal our capacity to endure, adapt, and grow. When we extend compassion to others in their time of need—whether through listening, supporting, or simply being present—we honour the diverse ways people cope with life’s struggles. In the end, it’s not the hardships or losses we face that define us but how we choose to respond. #FacingChallenges #CopingWithLoss #HumanResilience #OvercomingHardship #FaithInHardTimes #PersonalGrowth #FindingStrength #CommunitySupport #DifferentPerspectives #EmpowermentThroughAdversity #HopeAndHealing #InnerStrength #AdaptingToChange #GriefAndGrowth #SupportingEachOther #CompassionInHardship Making the Most of the Time We Have: A Reflection on Dreams, Reasons, and the Bucket List11/21/2024 There comes a time in life when we begin to measure our time more carefully. We take stock of the years behind us, thinking not only of what we’ve done but also of what we still want to do. As someone who considers himself well-traveled—I’ve been fortunate enough to see Australia, Asia, and Africa, ridden elephants in Thailand, and even walked the Great Wall of China—I know I’ve lived a rich life. Yet, as I sit here at 75, I’m acutely aware that my chances for more adventures are fewer, and each one carries more weight. My body doesn’t have the same stamina it once did, and the window for physically challenging trips is closing.
Recently, my son-in-law shared a dream of his own: to venture up to Northern Canada. I, of course, encouraged him, saying, “What’s stopping you?” He gave me a list—work obligations, finances, family commitments. Valid reasons, certainly. But I brushed them off, saying, “Stop making excuses, you only have so much time.” Then he said something that truly resonated with me: “They are not excuses; they are reasons.” This simple distinction between excuses and reasons has stayed with me. When we’re young, dreams are just a matter of time and persistence. As we age, dreams become tempered by reality. There are responsibilities we take on that ground us—financial commitments, family, health. These “reasons” aren’t barriers but rather natural parts of life. They are reminders that, while we may not be able to do it all, we still have agency over what we choose to do with the time and means available to us. This brings me to the idea of a bucket list. Society paints it as an inventory of fantastic goals, things to check off before we’re gone. But there’s another way to look at it. Instead of just asking what we want to do, we should also ask, “What’s truly meaningful to me?” It’s easy to get swept up in big dreams, like trekking through a desert or taking a helicopter ride over glaciers, but sometimes it’s the smaller, more personal experiences that carry the most value. For those of us in our later years, it’s important to ask ourselves, “What truly matters now?” Maybe it’s the trip we never got to take, but perhaps it’s also the relationships we want to deepen, the memories we want to make with family, or even the peaceful routines that bring us joy. So, how do we make the most of our limited time? By choosing consciously. Not every dream can fit into our lives, and that’s okay. But let’s strive to do what we can with what we have, embracing the reasons that ground us while also being mindful not to let them hold us back from all that is still within our reach. Each day is a gift, and though the time may be finite, our potential to live meaningfully is endless. #LivingIntentionally #BucketList #AgingGracefully #TimeIsPrecious #MakingMemories #FromPromiseToPeril #TracksOfOurTears As it is Remembrance Day, I’m reminded of how this day has always carried profound significance, connecting us to the sacrifices and courage of those who served. But this year, it takes on a deeply personal note, as I feel a renewed sense of honour watching my grandson, Benjamin, serve in the Royal Canadian Air Force. Knowing that he is part of a new generation dedicating themselves to the service of our country adds layers of meaning to this solemn day.
My books, Tracks of Our Tears and From Promise to Peril, weave stories of characters navigating the unimaginable challenges of war—conflict, moral choices, and survival in the face of chaos. These characters, inspired by real people and events, mirror the very spirit of resilience and bravery we commemorate on Remembrance Day. Through Anna, Julia, and Marta, I explore not just the battles fought on the front lines but the internal battles people faced—the moments of fear, courage, and hard decisions that defined their lives. As I think about Benjamin, I’m reminded of how, for each soldier, there is a family watching, waiting, and hoping. Each service member represents countless loved ones who bear the weight of worry and pride in equal measure. This year, the day feels more personal, knowing that my family, like so many before us, is part of this larger story of remembrance and dedication. May we all take a moment to reflect on the sacrifices of those who came before us and those who continue to serve. And let us remember not only the past but also the future these sacrifices have gifted us. Lest we forget. #RemembranceDay #LestWeForget #HonouringHeroes #RoyalCanadianAirForce #FamilyPride #TracksOfOurTears #FromPromiseToPeril #RememberingThePast #SacrificeAndService #WarStories #ResilienceAndCourage In the journey of life, we often find ourselves in situations where our control is limited, relying on others for things we wish we could determine ourselves. Whether it is emotional, physical, or mental, this dependence can put an immense strain on our sense of self-worth, leading to anxiety and stress that ripple through various aspects of our lives.
Take, for example, starting a new job. When we first step into a role, we are at the mercy of our employer. The stability of that job often determines whether we can pay our rent or mortgage, and it can be daunting to know that someone else decides if we get more hours, fewer hours, or, in some cases, whether we stay employed at all. Even something as simple as waiting for your boss to approve a day off can send waves of stress. It leaves us questioning our value and erodes our mental well-being because our livelihood rests in someone else’s hands. The sense of control we yearn for—over our time, our career, our future—feels tenuous. This lack of control can seep into every corner of life, and for many, it can weigh heavily. It is natural to want to feel in charge of our own path, to know that our choices are our own. But when our lives are influenced or dictated by someone else, it can lead to feelings of helplessness, impacting our mental health in ways we may not fully realize at first. Over time, the strain of not being able to make decisions for ourselves chips away at our confidence, leaving us more vulnerable to self-doubt. This internal battle is something we see clearly in Marta’s story in Tracks of Our Tears. Marta, once a celebrated violinist, finds herself in a struggle with her identity. She loves her son, Manny, deeply but feels incomplete being solely a mother. The need to return to the orchestra—to the passion that once defined her—becomes a source of emotional conflict. Yet, to pursue this dream, she must rely on her husband, Klaus, for permission, a reality that amplifies her sense of dependence. For Marta, relying on someone else to determine such a crucial part of her life strips her of the agency she desires. She feels trapped, not just by her circumstances but by the expectation that her role as a mother should be enough to fulfill her. The mental strain this causes is palpable. It is not simply about the music—it is about control over her own identity. Being forced to ask for Klaus’s approval magnifies her frustration, making her question not only her worth as a musician but as a person. Marta’s experience mirrors the feelings many of us face when relying on others for important decisions. It is a reminder that the mental toll of dependence can be just as heavy as the circumstances themselves. The struggle to feel in control of one’s life is universal. Whether it is navigating work, relationships, or personal passions, being at the mercy of others can leave us feeling unbalanced. This ongoing battle—one where we wrestle with autonomy and dependence—can create emotional stress that builds over time, challenging our self-worth and testing our resilience. In reflecting on Marta’s story, we are reminded that everyone needs a sense of control over their destiny. When that control is placed in someone else’s hands, it can be overwhelming, leading to feelings of inadequacy and frustration. But acknowledging these struggles can also be the first step in regaining a sense of empowerment, reminding us that while we cannot always control our circumstances, we can still find strength in how we respond to them. #SelfWorthJourney #MentalHealthAwareness #LifeStruggles #FindingBalance #OvercomingDependency #PersonalGrowth #EmotionalWellbeing #IdentityStruggles #SeekingAutonomy #InnerStrength #LifeReflections #SelfEmpowerment #Resilience #ControlOverLife #BalancingRoles |
AuthorJames was born in Toronto and graduated from York University in 1978. From Promise to Peril is the first of three books in a Trilogy in which he brings his amazing fictional characters to life by creatively weaving them throughout actual historical events. He now resides in Milton, Ontario. Archives
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