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Back to Business as Usual.

I’ll admit, I’m still torn as to whether I should keep on blogging about Walt Disney World or go back to life as we used to know it here at TD365.  So what I’m thinking is this;  I’ll write about what I feel like writing about.  Cause, well…  that’s what I’ve done for the last few years here.  LOL  Why change it now.  😉  That doesn’t mean I’m done writing about Disney, it just means I’m going back to writing however my muse pulls me.  Sound good?

Now, I think I’m going to cuddle my sleeping girl for a bit.  Watch a little streaming TV with her Daddy.  Then tuck myself into bed for the night.  I’m missing Bran tonight.  He would have commented on my last post…  and written to me on FB today.  I have a feeling my one FB post would have prompted a good laugh between the two of us.  Losing a much loved friend really freakin’ sucks.  😦

Friendship is Magic and/or Mental Health

I was thinking about the title Friendship is Magic, and while it may not really be magic, it can grant you mental health – which is pretty darn close.  Friends keep you grounded, they kick you in the pants when needed, and provide support when no one else can.  A good friend is like having a mental health provider on your speed dial.  And that, my friends?  That really is magic!

I’ve been stressing out about this whole ear issue of mine (and if you could hear the voice in my head, you’d note I said issue in the very proper British form where you hear the S sound vs the American ishu which is why it appears in italics.  Because while I’m Canadian, and we SHOULD pronounce everything in the proper British way, American English has ended up rather prevalent.  So you KNOW I’m taking pains to bring attention to a word when I pronounce it – even in my head – properly).  I’ve been worrying about the possibility of long term effects, and whether or not I’ll be able to continue with some of my very favourite things.  My health has taken a lot from me over the years, and the idea that something else may be taken away is a whole lot to digest.  When I brought this up with her, she reminded me that while some of my symptoms may be explained by the Eustachian Tube Disorder (and therefore possibly scary and somewhat permanent) that the severity of these same symptoms could be related to other related problems that are just as likely temporary.  Which means while I’m taking a break from one particular favourite activity right now, that things may still get better and I may be able to get back in the saddle (as it were) before too terribly long.  Without a good friend in whom I could confide, I’d still be stressing myself into a tizzy.  I still have a twinge of worry, but I’m definitely feeling better.  Friendship is Magic when it comes to Mental Health!

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Oh!  See http://howjsay.com/index.php?word=issue to hear the difference in pronunciation.  😉

A vegan cake, a birthday dinner, and an absentee brother…

The title about says it all.

Today the girlie and I had a ton of fun making cakes.  We did up two 8×8 vegan cakes, a white and a chocolate.  When they’d cooled we made some frosting, and the wee girlie decorated to her hearts content.  I wrote my brothers name on the cake, and she drew an alligator… both of which were promptly covered in sprinkles and little candies.

Being the age that he is though, the birthday boy never made an appearance.  I can’t be too upset though…  it’s not like we actually made plans for tonight.  I just kinda hoped he’d come be home.  So Damon, the girlie, Marie, Jewles, Ron, Steven, and our friend Shaun all enjoyed Wilson’s birthday dinner and his birthday cake.  It was good.  Don’t worry though.  We saved him some.  😉

The cake.

A peek inside the cake.

If you are interested in the recipes I used here they are:

Chocolate Layer – http://vegweb.com/index.php?topic=6686.0

White Layer – http://www.vegan-food.net/recipe/289/White-Cake-Version-2/

The icing was just a simple icing sugar frosting.  🙂

Night all!

Happy birthday Wilson.  We missed seeing you tonight.  Love you loads, and hope you’re having a fabulous birthday with your friends.

Happy birthday Dad.  We missed seeing you too.  Hope you are having the time of your life in Cuba with mom.  Love you lots.  We’ll see you when you get home.

I try to forget that it’s Remembrance Day.

On November 11th, every year after 1993, I do my best to forget that it’s Remembrance Day.  It may not seem appreciative, it may be politically incorrect, but it’s what I do to try to cope.  My sister was killed on Remembrance Day in 1993.  She was twelve, I was sixteen.  And in that instant the meaning of the day changed for me.

It was seventeen years ago now.   After that many years, it’s easy to get through the day to day.  After that many years her not being a part of my life is normal.

But on Remembrance Day it’s a whole different story.

One day a year those feelings become fresh, become new, and I experience the loss all over again.  One day a year I remember the annoying kid who drove me up the wall, yet who, at the same time, I loved totally and completely.  One day a year I remember my sister who never got to grow up.

I am so appreciative of all those men, women, and canines who have given so completely of themselves to ensure our freedom and safety. I am so grateful of the sacrifices made in the past, the sacrifices currently being made, and the sacrifices that will be made in the future.  So many amazing individuals giving of themselves in a way most of us can barely comprehend.  For the greater good – an idea, a concept that for so many has very little real and concrete meaning – but for our veterans and soldiers means everything.  Thank you!  To all of you!

Canadians have done amazing things worldwide, I am proud of our peacekeeping efforts.  We are a nation that believes in equality and in inalienable human rights, and our troops have given of themselves to ensure those rights for all people.  So please do not think that my attempts to forget, and ignore the date have anything to do with what Remembrance Day is supposed to be about.  It’s just that, for me and for my family, it is about remembering something entirely different.

It’s about my sister, Regan.

It’s about having someone you love ripped away from you.  It’s about all the things she had yet to do, and had yet to become, all the things she had hoped for.  It’s about the small moments we remember and that we now cling to… because they are all that’s left.

She was only twelve, and now she’s gone.

I will be glad when it’s November 12th, and we’ll have made it through another Remembrance Day.  Because, for a family to move on from something like this, you need to forget.  To cope, to survive, sometimes you just need to forget.

 

Infant & Pregnancy Loss Awareness Day

A Chai Latte from Caffe Sola

 

So this image may seem like an odd choice on a day like today, when we are asked to be mindful of all the lives not fully realized yet fully loved.  But today I had the chance to sit down and begin a new friendship, with a doula named Crystal.  She is collaborating with me on the rebirth of Pure Greenius, which I’m taking from a quarterly publication to a combination of quarterly and weekly schedules.  It was a much needed step away from my every day, and always a treat to get to know someone who turns out to be very much like yourself (heck, we’re almost the same height even – and at my stature, that doesn’t happen very often).

For all of you with little ones to cherish, hold them tight tonight.  We are the blessed.  My own family has been touched by pregnancy loss on many occasions and through multiple generations.  So I know, very truly, how much of a blessing I’ve been given with my own strong, smart, healthy, vital, amazing little girl.

Please take a moment before going to bed, to light a candle and remember the lives not realized, the promises broken before being fulfilled.  Then plant a kiss on the forehead of someone you love.

Night all.  Take care of each other.

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