TGIF…. When I first started writing for Ruth Ann’s blog, I do so under the tagline TGIF, Think, Grow, Inspire Fridays. Ruth Ann’s encouragement that there was something in the conversations that we were having that should be shared with others. From the feedback she showed me, it seemed she was right. It was a great gig, all I had to do was put words down on paper, email it with a couple of pictures attached and Ruth Ann would do the rest. I wrote TGIF for about 6 months before I started my own blog, and the stories still live at Everything Unscripted. Continue reading “The Goal Is Freedom”
This post has been sponsored by 24/7 Fitness Club.
24/7 Fitness Club is located at 121 Pine Glen Road, Riverview. Ray and I have been members there since February 2019, and we have trained at the location when it was under different management. We love the friendliness of the staff and other members.
It can be hard to walk into a gym, even when you are used to training. You can read a post that I wrote just over a year ago here. It’s still a challenge, but I am learning to be kinder to myself again. I’m sad that United Performance Gym is no longer, but I’m happy to have found a new “home gym” at 24/7 Fitness.
This is an interview with owner Jason Gallant. Continue reading “24/7 Fitness Club”
Today is my Dad’s birthday. He would have been 78. I haven’t written about him very much. I’m not sure why. I think it’s because of the complicated relationship we had, and the complicated man that he was. Continue reading “Happy Birthday, Dad”
A standard greeting in Newfoundland is “Whatchat?” Translated as “What cha at?” Or “What are you doing?” The standard response is “Nuttin”, Nothing. Come to think of it, that’s a standard greeting and answer, just about everywhere, with appropriate variations on spelling and pronunciation. Continue reading “A Week of Doing Nothing”
Ergon Inc. is one of my favourite places to shop! It’s nestled on the corner of Traynor and Trites in Riverview. Make sure you bring cash because they don’t take debit or credit card. Since it’s a not for profit agency, every penny counts. Thanks to Executive Director Cory Thibodeau for answering my questions and giving us the story of Ergon Inc. Continue reading “The story of Ergon Inc.”
I first saw Chris Farias at the original Work of Heart in 2017. He pranced to the stage wearing a unicorn t-shirt that he bought at Winner’s the day before. In his talk, he spoke openly and passionately about his experience with mental health. In my notes from that day I wrote the word “fabulous” next to his name. Continue reading “Chris Farias at the table”
I met Sophie at Work of Heart 2019 and was inspired to share the story of Aspen’s Heart with you all. Continue reading “Aspen’s Heart”
In honour of International Women’s Day 2019, I would like to share a list of some of the women who have impacted my life. You won’t know most of them, but they are forces of nature, and quiet breezes who have raised me, inspired me and changed me. Continue reading “Women’s Day 2019”
Many years ago, a friend of mine shared a story by Kathleen Chesto.
“ ‘Our mother makes the best pancakes in the whole world.’
When I would visit friends and be served pancakes, I would respond by saying that my mom made the best pancakes in the whole world. It did little to endear me to their mothers.
As I grew older, I discovered that other people made excellent pancakes, some even better than my mom’s. It took years before I finally had the courage to suggest this to her. When I did mention that maybe other people’s pancakes were as good as hers, she simply smiled and said, “I know.”
“Then why”, I asked, have you been telling me all these years that my mother makes the best pancakes in the whole world?”
She responded with a question.
“What do you think of every time you eat pancakes?”
“I think of you.”
“As long as there are pancakes, you’ll remember me.”
10 years ago, this past week I went to Newfoundland to surprise my mom for her 70th birthday. I made plans with my dear friends, Lois and Bill Dawe, who are more like family, to come into St. John’s and pick me up from the airport. I was supposed to arrive in the afternoon but travel in Atlantic Canada in February is not for the faint of heart, and the best-laid plans have a way of going by the wayside.