Thursday, August 20, 2015
Many of us have happy memories, We recall them
from time to time when we are day dreaming,
sharing a memory with others or perhaps we
trigger a memory by something else completely.
What are your top five happy memories ?
First... these will be in no real order, and there are other happy memories, but this is
what comes to my mind right now..right at this moment.. tomorrow if you
asked me, I could probably give five more different answers. :)
Memory number 1....
My first Christmas in Canada. I was a newlywed, We bought our tree and
decorated it together We were making our own family traditions...it was exciting.
I had never seen so many presents under a tree before with MY name on them..
The boxes were all shapes and sizes, all wrapped in different coloured Christmas
paper... I couldn't wait to open them...and so I did !! Oops !!
Very, very carefully I might add/ and taped them back up so carefully as well :)
Because I was new to Canada, Ken had got me winter boots ( I had none )
and a new jacket to keep me warm in the cold winters we get here. I must admit,..
that Christmas was such a happy time.
P.S. I have never opened up any presents before Christmas again...the surprise
on Christmas day is much better
Memory number 2...
I think I was married about 6 months when I went back to Scotland.
I remember showing up at my dad and mum's ( Bridie ) door.....
I don't remember the circumstances as to why I stayed there one night ( I
was actually staying at my friend Jean's house )... what I do remember was,
I had gone to bed, and there was a soft knock on the door... it was my dad.
He came and sat on the bed to talk to me. we talked and talked, and then before
he left the room, he tucked me in and kissed my forehead. It made me feel warm
it made me feel so happy... it was just a small gesture, but made me feel
so loved...so, so happy. I still smile when I think about it.
I love and miss my dad....
Memory number 3...
There was a bunch of us women at church who once a month or so
would go out to eat, but also get into some mischief... nothing bad...
Having grown up in Scotland I had never gone out to toilet paper anyone's house.
It really was good clean fun.. :)
Well here we were...all these women...we went to another friend's home.
Let the FUN begin. Sneaking around and throwing toilet paper up over
trees and bushes. We were so quiet, yet giggly.
And then the one friend ( Wendy ) I dont remember the exact details..but I think
it was pots and pans she went to hang on their door or the mailbox..when we heard a HEY !!!
He had seen her shadow....I have never seen anyone run so fast.. jump into
the van ( she was the driver ) and drive off, just as he came out the door.
Maybe you had to be there...but we could NOT stop laughing !!
Funny memory :)
Memory number 4...
Ken is from Ontario,,, when we were married a year we decided to move
out West, but in 1986 we moved back to Ontario for just 2 years.
It was a hard move, it was hard to get back on our feet...things were tough.
Anyway... it was a summer day and our son Paul who was young at that time
was with Ken... they needed to get the bus to another town as Ken was getting a car rental or something. The bus they were waiting for must have broke down because they
were waiting for such a long time.
Even though Paul was young, he had a lot of Faith... Ken was getting tired
of waiting and was also getting impatient, when Paul said.." Dad...I'm
going to say a prayer that the bus will come" Ken just went along with it..well
Paul folded his arms, closed his eyes and as only a child can... just said a simple prayer
that they were tired and could a bus please come now... he said Amen looked up,
and over the hill was coming the bus. When Ken explained the story to me
later., I don't know..I just felt warm...proud... and even now its such a
happy memory that we still talk about.
Memory number 5...
When I left High School I went to work at a place called Wovenair..
( I wonder if its still there ).. We made goonies ( dressing gowns ) and I remember
there were Army vests we made as well.
Always the radio would be playing loudly, and always different people
would be singing loudly to the songs that were playing, as we were working.
I was one of those...I still love music !!
Whenever I hear Rod Stewart;s " Maggie May ", it always brings me back to that
time of my life when I worked there.
Does music do that to you ?
I can remember where I was and what I was doing when I hear certain songs.
" Because when you stop and look around...this life is pretty amazing"
Thursday, August 6, 2015
... Do you identify yourself with a particular flag ?
.... Is it different to the country where you live ?
....Is it different to the country of your birth ?
I identify myself with a few flags...
The Lion Rampant
( Scotland )
The St Andrews
( Scotland )
( Britain )
Being part of Great Britain, this flag is also important.
Canada is where I now live...
I would identify myself now with the Canadian flag... thiis country has been good
to me. My children were born here... I have been accepted here.
Its a beautiful place to live... with its wide open spaces, its rivers, mountains
and prairies. I love my Scotland, that could never change, but I also
love my Canada... the true North strong and free.....
I have made my home here..
My heart loves the land of my birth.. I miss it.. terribly at times.
I always get choked up when I hear Flower of Scotland
I feel the same when I hear Oh Canada...
Should auld acqaintance be forget, and never brought to mind
Should auld acqaintance be forgot , and days of auld lang syne
It is very 21st century to create a bucket list.
.. Do you have a bucket list ?
...Have you created a bucket list with a
...What sort of things are on your list
...Have you achieved any
Have you added to the list
What does the list mean to you ?
I'm a list maker anyway, so it only makes sense ( to me anyway ) that I would have
a bucket list.
I have a Bucket List board on Pinterest even...
When I was in my teens going to the USA was on my list of things I wanted to do.
When I was becoming a Nanny, deep down I hoped that I would get a job
in America, but I didnt. I was offered one in Toronto, Canada.
I knew that Canada was a neighbour to the USA, and so I took it.
Now I live in Canada, and have been to the States many times...I have'nt as yet
seen or been everywhere there that I wanted , but also some of my goals have changed as
to what I want to do or see.
Some things on my bucket list are :
I would love to get tickets to see The Ellen Show
I would love to see the ball drop in Times Square, New York
I would love to see The Grand Canyon ( doing that this year )
I would love to see the Queen Mary ( will also do that this Fall )
I want to send a message in a bottle. I will do this, just not sure when yet..
I want to write a letter to myself and open it in 10 years.. I dont know
why I havent done this yet, but plan to do it soon.
I have started this, but have a long way to go.
We went to Johnstone's Canyon...it was beautiful,
and was awesome ( and tiring ) to do,,,,
I have lots more things on my list....
What does a list mean to me ?
It gives me something to plan...something to look forward to.
Its exciting adding to the list, but also exciting completing something.
Honestly, I think everyone should have one..
We all want different things in life... having
a list ( even if you think in your mind you cant achieve it ) still gives
you a purpose, and something to work towards... to prove
that you can do it !!!