Travel

ALL ABOUT MY PHYSICAL {AND PHILOSOPHICAL} TRAVELS THROUGH LIFE.

Grieving in the Time of Crisis: A Tribute to My Dad

Grieving in the Time of Crisis: A Tribute to My Dad

We laid Dad to rest last week on a cold, snowy day in central Alberta, a day that saw Canada gripped by news of COVID-19. He was a month shy of 89 and was beleaguered with several health problems but he did not die of the Coronavirus; the doctors suspect an aortic...

A New Year, A New Role

A New Year, A New Role

Yesterday, on various social media platforms, the founder of Eat Local Magazine, Heather Muse, announced that I would be joining her and her talented team. I'll be taking on the role of editor, and I couldn't be more thrilled! From Heather: ✨Growth✨ Over the last year...

Kelowna Then and Now – AMA Magazine

Kelowna Then and Now – AMA Magazine

It's -28C right now and as I look out my office window, my mind takes me to the Okanagan: hot summer days, sapphire blue water and endless fruit orchards. My first visit to the area was in 1967 to visit my grandparents who'd moved that year to Rutland which was its...

The Precious Gift of Soup

The Precious Gift of Soup

Recently, my friend, Loretta, put up a post on Facebook asking people what their favourite soup is to eat when they're sick. Loretta is the author of Your Canadian Food Story, a book that contains recipes and over 110 stories from Canadians about their food memories....

Breast Cancer: Radiation with a Side of Gratitude

Breast Cancer: Radiation with a Side of Gratitude

On day three of radiation treatment, I feel comfortable enough to address the therapists by their first names. By now, they have seen my naked breasts more than anyone has in the past three years, so I guess it’s time to get over the shyness and any formalities....

The Courage of a Squirrel

The Courage of a Squirrel

Three weeks ago, I received the last of my chemo drugs but it's today that marks the official end of the treatment. The sessions were spaced three weeks apart (allowing the body time to recover), so if I was still undergoing chemo, I’d be sitting at the Cross Cancer...

To Wig or Not to Wig

To Wig or Not to Wig

It’s been six weeks since I shaved my head and though I’ve gotten used to the feeling of being bald, I still startle sometimes when I pass a mirror and wonder who that person is looking back. Be that as it may, I have not rushed out to wig up like I thought I would...