Monday, July 18, 2016

A Pocket Mask and a Pair of Gloves

Life has a way at times of  repeating itself. Kelly-Anne, as many knew about her, always kept a pocket mask and a pair of medical gloves tucked away in her back pack.  Her take on this in her own words was simply " you never know when you are going to need them".

Helping those in need was never far from Kelly-Anne's thoughts. Let's remember, she was a competitive lifeguard who was  always ready to help save those involved in water mishaps. She was never afraid to step in and deal with a situation in the water or on land.

As we fast forward, eleven and a half years later, her sister Kim  has now become a Certified First Aid Instructor. Kim  and Kelly-Anne shared many of the same  commitments and ideals towards mankind. The need to be there to help, to teach and to be involved in the community was their priority.

As their mother, I am a proud of their accomplishments.

Now the questions remains...will Kim keep a pocket mask and a pair of medical gloves in her  back pack or will she leave that to Paige?

Saturday, June 25, 2016

Summer 2016

Hubby and I decided to take some time out from our too busy weekend and relax at the pool today. Of course the first thing that came to my attention were the new lifeguards on duty. Young, alert, polite and on top of everything...just the way it is suppose to be.

Great memories came alive today as I thought about Kelly-Anne and her  many lifeguard  postions she held over the years. Interestingly, the  lifeguards showed the same  passion and committment that Kelly-Anne  had. That  made me happy. It takes a special breed to do the job. It isn't an easy one.

This summer will bring more swimming adventures.  I await Paige's visits. She had been taking swimming lessons so I am excited to see how well she does. Last weekend she proudly told me that she passed her  lessons and was  going up to the Salamander level.
Such a big word for a three year old!

Life is a full circle and I must say Paige is amazing in so many ways. She has great role models to follow....her mom and dad are amazing parents  and she also has her aunt Kelly-Anne who  continues  from afar to be a role model.  The years are passing quickly and before I know it  Paige will probably be that lifeguard with a whistle around her wrist sitting up high on a chair guarding  the waters.

I am looking forward to the summer this year. Our summers are so short in this part of the world, so every day counts.  Enjoy your summer !

Saturday, March 26, 2016

A Must Read


Our Federal courts aquitted former CBC radio host Jian Ghomeshi of all counts of  sexual and violent abuse. Here is an excellent article written by Paula Todd.  Please read and share. We all have to be mindful of what abuse is.  Reporting abuse should be done immediately. No one should get away with this behaviour....not even guys like this one who think they are above the law.



http://news.nationalpost.com/full-comment/paula-todd-a-post-ghomeshi-guide-for-reporting-your-sexual-assault

Saturday, January 9, 2016

The Note

In my September 30th entry entitled The Little Dinosaur, I wrote about a tiny piece of paper which had belonged to Kelly-Anne. I had happened to find the note on the sofa while I rearranged her cards. It was her cost analysis of what it  would cost to create a gift card. It was an complete inventory of the items she would need and how much it would cost  to create the card. A tiny square paper with so much info. I was stunned at the time and felt that this note was also a message that only I and my husband would understand.

The meaning became even more clearer in December when I started my new position. Just yesterday, I sat with my co worker to analysis spreadsheets of inventory which included a breakdown of projected stock on order. As I studied the spreadsheets, I couldn't help think that all this was already known to Kelly-Anne some time ago. Her message via the tiny piece paper was clear. Part of my responsibilities would be working on analysing data.

On the other side of the table, my husband also does a similar but more in depth job as an inventory controller. When the tiny piece of paper was found, Jules was adapting to his new position and wasn't quite sure if he would continue with it. The note for him meant that he should continue to forge forward in his new position.

I awoke during the night last night thinking about those spreadsheets and how Kelly-Anne seems to always have my back. I felt her warmth near me and I was at peace.

Each day at work I am reminded just how lucky I am to be surrounded by great people. Clients call me from as far as Hawaii, but the ones that touch me the most with their stories and struggles are those right here in Quebec. The women I speak with and for some that I  meet, many are breast cancer survivors. I praise their determination and courage as they face multiple surgeries. They are on a path to wellness. It is a process. Listening to these women reminds me to never give up. Un beknown to them, they are  helping me on my path to wellness.

This year, it is about me and my family and our health and wellness.Taking care of myself will only make me better at what I do for others.

My coach again has my back.

Friday, December 18, 2015

Christmas 2015

It is the time of the year of family gatherings, meeting up with friends and over eating. A time of unity and peace. This Christmas brings me a special joy  that I can only say Kelly-Anne had implicated herself in from afar. I started to work again in an exciting company surrounded by good people. A company where I am able to continue making a difference in other people's lives. I have been truly blessed that this new opportunity literally fell into my lap.

The signs were present from afar that this new position was meant for me. It was as if  Kelly-Anne led me to this company in such an indirect way. Even the first week there, she confirmed to me in her own way that I belonged there. I could just imagine her chuckling to herself with that infectious smile on her face when she realized that I caught on to her messages....all through other people.

Life is strange and after life is even stranger. I consider myself very blessed to have this special connection to  my daughter. It is one that I have never had with any other family member who has passed. Maybe it is because it is so different to loose a child. It is not  how the circle of life is suppose to be.

I am blessed to have Jules, Kim, Joe and Paige. The excitement is mounting as we will be with Paige for Christmas. The baking and Christmas crafts continue this weekend with Paige. I see Christmas through her eyes. Paige is not a fan of Santa and  made it quite clear today as she told her mother "no seeing Santa". I am sure she will be delighted when she sees her presents under  her Christmas tree. Maybe then she will realize that Santa is not such a bad guy after all.

I hope for those of you who have taken the time to read my posts that this Christmas you too can see Christmas through the eyes of a child. Merry Christmas.


Thursday, November 19, 2015

Another Awakening

It took the horrors of last week's terrorist attacks in Paris and Beruit for me to come to another step in my healing process. The wise words of a man who lost his wife in the attack at the Batalan hit me so unexpectedly today. His attitude was so spot on....I first  said to myself that this  man is still numb and once the reality of his loss hits, he will feel the hatred and anger. I then said to myself that I have no excuse. I have to separate myself from the hatred and anger I have felt for so long against Kelly-Anne's killer. I can no long entertain these feelings. I cannot allow myself to be a victim of his own hatred and anger.

I choose to to be happy and to live my life to the fullest. The next time he sees me he will know how happy I am. Whether he understands my happiness is not something I really care about. My happiness and my freedom are both important to me...something he will never have.

Last week I receive a phone call from Correctional Services Victim's Services informing me that he was transfered to a maximium security prison because the prison felt he was a security risk. It was only two months ago that he was transfered to a low/medium security prison. My first reaction was how he just can't get his act together and that he must of caused problems. Then I did the happy dance......my dance was my way of saying thanks. My work of keeping him behind bars for as long as possible gets easier.

Tomorrow is soon upon me here in Eastern Standard Time. I look forward to the day and what I will experience. I look foward to living....new things to learn, new people to meet.. even the slightest hello and warm gesture to a stranger in the shopping mall as we hear the sounds of Christmas music will make my day.

Enjoy yours too !

Monday, November 2, 2015

Living the Life of Riley

My Monday morning started off as usual... a load of laundry in the washer, the Keurig turned on for my morning fix and a light breakfast. Of course my coffee always tastes better while checking out the news headlines. Low and behold there he is with a big happy grin on his face...Luka Magnotta.

The Montreal Gazette recounts  letters that  Magnotta had written to friends about  his life in prison. I read it once and that was enough to tell me once again that our tax dollars are making a lot of prison inmates happy campers in their university frat house lifestyle. Access to movies, junk food,"good" prison food, pizza parties and fun times exercising and keeping in shape while many Canadian families struggle to feed, educate, dress their children in non- Versace clothingwhile trying to keep them active in sporting activities.

To say the least, I am personally insulted....another slap in the face for the victims of homicide and in particular the family of Lin Jun. I understand that the media has the right to choose what they want to present to the  public but sorry, this article is hurtful as many families of victims will  read it and ask why is this being allowed. Our children are dead because of these monsters and they are living the Life of Riley while we pass each day of the rest of our lives missing our  loved ones and trying to cope and be productive citizens.

Not to mention how Magnotta  and Cousineau and many other inmates have easy access to medical doctors. Magnotta recounts that his doctors are great. Cousineau recently was transferred to a prison closer to his doctors while we all wait for doctors appointments which take months.

I only hope and pray that Justin Trudeau will bring change to our Justice system. Prison should not be a frat house nor Club Med. The Canadian prison  system is a mockery and an insult. 

Forging forward...my voice will be heard.