Sharing my adventures as I navigate life
Stuff that comes up and make me go hmm…
I seldom get sick, but when I do, it’s always a doozy. This year was no different. On the first full day of spring I woke up with a scratchy throat. A day later, I was full-on sick. So, I decided to lie low, literally, and just wait until I felt better. This meant that
Have you ever wanted to write a letter to your younger self? What advice would you give yourself? I’ve thought about this lately. I recently had a birthday, not one of the milestone ones, but something about this birthday made me stop, look back and think “damn, I wish someone had told me some things.”
Has this happened to you? You run into a friend and ask “how are you?” and the answer is “Busy!” often followed by an explanation of just HOW busy he/she is. Why do so many of us answer “busy!” when someone asks us how we are? Are we proud of this state? Is this something
“Every time you challenge the boundaries of your comfort zone, you're creating a new normal for yourself.” This quote is written on a stone, beautifully painted and inscribed by my dear friend Bonnie. I keep this stone on my desk so I can see if as I write. In the last few years, I’ve made
Next week, I get my cholesterol levels checked again. I’m feeling a little nervous about this. I’m hoping the numbers improve from January. At the start of the year, I gave up eating meat. I did this with the intention of lowering my cholesterol levels. I was frustrated. I eat healthy food, I exercise, but
I love spending time alone. It recharges me. Being away from people and technology leaves me feeling peaceful. After spending time alone, I go back to my routine feeling like I’ve got a new lease on life. Craving solitude was a big motivator for me to walk part of the Camino in 2016. Yet, when
“I love this bump!” That's what I heard as I stepped out my front door door. Two little girls were riding their bikes. They gleefully manoeuvred so they could hit the bump just so. Ah, yes, the bump. That bump is caused by tree roots pushing up through the asphalt. Over the last few years, it has inched
On Mother’s Day, my son Matthew found my mom’s eyeglasses while he was emptying an old toy box. As soon as I saw the glasses, memories came flooding back. My mom died 16 years ago this month. All these years later, I still miss her so much. After she died, I missed hearing her voice,
If a picture is worth a thousand words, then what's a video worth? I just watched a video of me coming face to face with one of my biggest fears: heights. It was interesting to re-live my reaction as I stood there deciding what to do. This all happened last week in the first Blackout
Spring is a time for renewal, transitions, new beginnings. So, even though it’s still unseasonably cold and the snow refuses to melt, my two oldes kids are starting some exciting new adventures. Following his dream The oldest boy told us this week that he was applying to join the Forces Reserve. This young man has