It is Canada Day long weekend. My country Canada is 151 years young and in September it will be 50 years as a resident and 45 years as a citizen of the greatest country in the world. A country that has a universal safety net. A country that promotes and celebrates the diverse cultures that make up Canada.
As a 4 year old in 1968 I came along for the ride. My father came to teach history at the University of Manitoba. Within two weeks of arriving in Winnipeg my parents purchased a house in a great neighbourhood which reflected the diverse nature of Canada.
From then to now it has been a great journey. A journey with many twists and turns. A journey of great discovery. One of the great discoveries was meeting and developing a loving relationship with my sweetheart. She has opened up many doors of discovery for me. For which I am a better person and eternally grateful and blessed.
She was the first to recognize my depression and has supported me through the highs and lows. She showed me that the world can be a positive kind place and taught me about the power of the secret. It is so true, what you put out people see and react to it. Positive vibes attract positive vibes and conversely so do the negative attract the negative.
My sweetie and I have had different journeys but we have shared one journey together as we became grandparents together.
It is cliche but he is the greatest bundle of joy. This bundle of joy showed me what unconditional love was for the first time and continues to do so. From the first moment I changed him (he peed on me) to how he holds are hands when outside walking in public. I have to shake my head constantly to make sure I am not dreaming. Last night my step daughter was feeling low and we had a great 40 min face time conversation. I did it the unconventional way. My family deeply loves me and I deeply love them.
I love being a Canadian and one of the best health remedies for mental health is to have a family that I love and they love me.
Saturday, 30 June 2018
Tuesday, 19 June 2018
Sick to My Stomach
I am sick to my stomach every time I see images of little kids being forcible ripped from their parents arms and put in cages. I am appalled that this behaviour is playing out in the United States of America.
The so called greatest nation in the world. Well sadly no more. My heart goes out to all those parents and kids who are only seeking a better life. I am not a parent, I am a proud grandfather of a 2 year old and can't fathom him being taken away from us throughout no fault.
What responsible adult allows this behaviour to happen? Oh right, a person who is not responsible for his actions. I am calling out you Mr. Maniacal, Narcsisstict Trump. A person who believes that people like Kim Jung On and Vladimir Putin are good people and yet goes to extreme to piss off your allies by slapping unnecessary tariffs on your allies. Then have one of your minions go on national tv on a station which you say promotes fake news and say that their is a special place in hell for Canadian Prime Minister Trudeau because he won't roll over and bow down to your bullying tactics.
You Trump as a father how can you look at your self in the mirror and think you are making America great again by ripping kids from their parents arms regardless of the circumstance. Don't you ever criticize another country for violating human rights without looking in the mirror.
I am sick to my stomach over your bullying actions. I have been bullied before and it is not fun. Being bullied led to my depression. What I learned from being bullied is that the bullied person becomes stronger. The person doing the bullying has to be this way because he doesn't have enough self confidence to take responsibility for his actions, lacks self confidence and needs to impose his will on people who seem inferior or unable to fight back. You make think your actions hurt no one and that their will be no consequences. Well their is a price to pay for every action. That is why be positive, be respectful and treat every one the way you want to be treated is the only way to go.
The so called greatest nation in the world. Well sadly no more. My heart goes out to all those parents and kids who are only seeking a better life. I am not a parent, I am a proud grandfather of a 2 year old and can't fathom him being taken away from us throughout no fault.
What responsible adult allows this behaviour to happen? Oh right, a person who is not responsible for his actions. I am calling out you Mr. Maniacal, Narcsisstict Trump. A person who believes that people like Kim Jung On and Vladimir Putin are good people and yet goes to extreme to piss off your allies by slapping unnecessary tariffs on your allies. Then have one of your minions go on national tv on a station which you say promotes fake news and say that their is a special place in hell for Canadian Prime Minister Trudeau because he won't roll over and bow down to your bullying tactics.
You Trump as a father how can you look at your self in the mirror and think you are making America great again by ripping kids from their parents arms regardless of the circumstance. Don't you ever criticize another country for violating human rights without looking in the mirror.
I am sick to my stomach over your bullying actions. I have been bullied before and it is not fun. Being bullied led to my depression. What I learned from being bullied is that the bullied person becomes stronger. The person doing the bullying has to be this way because he doesn't have enough self confidence to take responsibility for his actions, lacks self confidence and needs to impose his will on people who seem inferior or unable to fight back. You make think your actions hurt no one and that their will be no consequences. Well their is a price to pay for every action. That is why be positive, be respectful and treat every one the way you want to be treated is the only way to go.
Sunday, 10 June 2018
Tears of Joy/Sorrow
Last week I lost a friend. A friend for over 25 years. An extrodanary man, a talented and funny man yet humble to the core. His legacy is solidified, he was loved by many.
His quick wit was one of his greatest gifts. Self deprecating humour. If you were brought into his poke at himself it was the ultimate compliment.
I will miss our true friendship. We didn't have to talk regularly. We knew that we could reach out and count on each other.
I will miss him. The last couple of days, my sweetie and I have been reliving the times together. Reminiscing, reflecting, remembering and cherishing the memories.
Whenever someone close to me passes, I question my own mortality. I know that grieving a loss is important. With my depression, I need to be aware of how fragile it is and not let myself go to that dark place. This is why I blog, volunteer, am a mental health advocate. I help myself by trying to help and support others.
Tears were shed this week. I am comforted in knowing that heaven will be a funnier place because of my friend. Miss you.
His quick wit was one of his greatest gifts. Self deprecating humour. If you were brought into his poke at himself it was the ultimate compliment.
I will miss our true friendship. We didn't have to talk regularly. We knew that we could reach out and count on each other.
I will miss him. The last couple of days, my sweetie and I have been reliving the times together. Reminiscing, reflecting, remembering and cherishing the memories.
Whenever someone close to me passes, I question my own mortality. I know that grieving a loss is important. With my depression, I need to be aware of how fragile it is and not let myself go to that dark place. This is why I blog, volunteer, am a mental health advocate. I help myself by trying to help and support others.
Tears were shed this week. I am comforted in knowing that heaven will be a funnier place because of my friend. Miss you.
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