Monday, September 29, 2008

Is Your Name Terry Fox?

On Friday, this man was invited to be a guest,
in honor of Terry Fox, at one of the local school assemblies.

They began the assembly, by standing at attention,
while singing the National Anthem, O Canada.

One young daring teacher made sure that before the assembly started, her father had already demonstrated the technology of the C-Leg to a class of 8 year olds.
This teacher, had invited him to share his story.

When he appeared on the school yard, children scrambled to meet him and asked sheepishly,
"Are you Terry Fox?"

What do they have in common?
They both have lost a limb.

He describes his journey of loosing a limb through a farming accident.
Terry was only 18 years old, and John was 23.
Too young to be faced with challenges.
Both are known for their courageous battles in making a difference.

This last month, the community and schools have been celebrating the life of
Terry Fox, well known athlete, who raised over $400 million for cancer research.
Terry was only 18 years old when he was diagnosed with osteogenic sarcoma (bone cancer) and forced to have his right leg amputated 15 centimetres (six inches) above the knee in 1977.

He then endeavored to walk across Canada, starting from St. John's Halifax, to raise money for Cancer. By the time he reached Thunder Bay, Sept. 1, 143 days later, he told his family to take him to the hospital where they discovered that the cancer had returned and lodged in his lungs.
An entire nation was stunned and saddened. Terry passed away on June 28, 1981 at age 22.
But in his short life, he made Canada aware of his sheer determination to make a difference for the cause.

This statue is erected in Thunder Bay, Ontario,
honoring his Marathon of Hope.
His head is held high.
No efforts would defeat this young man.
The heroic Canadian is gone, but his legacy is just beginning.
It was a journey that Canadians will never forget.

For John, it's another day and he's thankful that he was able to reconstruct his dreams and continue farming. The Doctors told him that all odds were against him.
But his sheer determination gave him the will to live a life worthwhile.

When people ask him, what keeps him going, you'll hear him repeatedly state,
"Don't concentrate on what you have lost, but concentrate on what you have left."

Monday, September 15, 2008

Thirty Five Years Ago

It was 35 years ago, that we said our sacred vows.
Sept 15, 1973
Central Heights, Abbotsford, BC

It was a beautiful sunny day,
the corn had been harvested and
this young farmer was ready to take on the world.

My mother sewed my dress for $69.
I wanted a long veil like Maria's from the Sound of Music.

Music was one of my biggest priorities for our wedding day.
I chose my favorite songs, from classical, to religious and instrumental.
I walked into the processional of the
Wedding Overture from the Sound of Music.

The bridesmaids walked up the aisle,
"Jesu, Joy of My Heart's Desire"

A violin quartet could be heard playing,
"Joyful Joyful We Adore Thee".

"Sunrise Sunset"
From Fiddler on the Roof.
While we signed the guest book.
I can still see him playing, rocking back and forth.

We chose to end the ceremony with the
"Lord's Prayer." the version from Albert Malotte.

We lit those candles and you know how it is?
They kept going out.
When they ask you to exchange rings,
Guess what? I dropped it and I just scurried about to pick it up.
Later after the scene, I realized,
the bride should not be picking up things like rings.
That's was the best man's job.
It was too late by then.

Obviously PINK was our theme.
My bridesmaids looked so pretty in their pink dresses.
My mom made me an apron from the remnants which I have kept.
It still looks so beautiful.

In those days we had going away outfits.
The top of my dress had the ribbed smocking.
My dress was too short according to my Father.
Now I could smile.

The most inspirational part of our wedding was a poem
that I received from my sister in law.
I just found it this past week as I was
rummaging through keep sakes from the past years.

She combined her own thoughts with those of
Kahil Gibran from The Prophet.

"Stand close together -
but not too close
For no tree grows best
in each other's shadow.

Learn to enjoy each other's interests,
but not at the expenses of your own.
For each one needs to keep his own identity.

Share each other's friends -
Include them all.
For they are the treasure
that will last a life time.

Serve God together
and put Him First.
And he will supply what you need forever."
Alma Bartel

I have treasure this poem and after 35 years
I can say that I feel we've been able to live this out,
in the choices that were made by both of us.
The younger generation may consider us co-dependent.
But you know what?
I love the way we chose to live life and
would not change anything.

Over the years many years,
We've laughed,
We've cried,
We've shared our dreams,
We've experienced financial pressures,
We've had spiritual challenges,
We've fought, and then made up.
We've travelled,
We've loved,
We've forgiven,
We've celebrated,
We've lost loved ones,
We've valued friendships,
We've discovered new interests,
We've kept in tact...
We've stayed committed.

"What God hath joined together, let no man put asunder."

The greatest gift that we have come to recognize is our Family,
which includes our son and his adorable wife,
and two wonderful grandsons,
and our two beautiful daughters.
What else can one say?

Today we spent time in our back yard reminiscing.

Jeremy, You are such a Hero.
You've had your challenges,
and you always persevere.
You are like your Dad.
You love your wife, boys and sisters.
You'd take your shirt off your back to keep things together.

Lora, You are the best Mom in the world.
You've loved my son through thick and thin.
You have learned to turn your face to the Son
and keep running the race.
You Go Girl.

Suzanne and Mikki
Suzanne you have taught me so much about patience
and you've shared that trait with your world.
That's what makes you an incredible teacher.
Mikki, you have shown me sensitivity.
You are always on the lookout for those who are less received.
You give them hope and encouragement.
You have Both taught me to think out of the box.
You both love your careers and show endless/timeless love for people.

John, The Man of My Dreams.
You have provided for me,
you have cared for me, always putting your Family first.
You have cherished me...
You have been the "Wind Beneath my Wings."
You love that little guy, don't you?

Tonight we took our little fella' and strolled up to Bridal Falls.
What a more suitable place to enjoy some quiet time
and play in the big forest.

Thirty five years ago we stood in the sunset gazing into each other's eyes.
Tonight, leaving Bridal Falls,
Again we felt the warmth of the setting sun,
feeling like it was just yesterday.

Tonight we will dine at a quaint restaurant,
with special guests, our Kids.
We'll toast to another Thirty Five Years.

Thursday, September 11, 2008


How do we handle CHANGE?

I can't even CHANGE a bobbin in a sewing machine.

The Fall is here which signifies CHANGES in the air again.

CHANGE of Seasons.
CHANGE of Schedules.
CHANGE of Family Structures.


I have a new project. CHANGE

Sew 25 school bags and I figured out that one bag takes 15 minutes which equates to 6.25 hours.

But it's cloudy today, so I'll help my daughter.... and get the project done.
Sew, I put the pedal to the medal and started and guess what?
I stayed focused to the project and before I realized, I had completed a record time of 4 hours.
It's the only way I can stay competitive.
You are asking what are these bags for?
My daughter teaches in a school in town and thought it fitting for me to develop my domestic skills. CHANGE again!

I think I'd rather ride my bike.

Daughter, you have all your 25 bags ready to go, and every bag has a prayer packed inside.
At least that way my project seemed worthwhile.


Then off to work I go, and I find out the meeting is CHANGED.
Doesn't anybody think to consider me? Oh well.
Everybody is saying "CHANGE is good. Get used to it."


But I sure find it hard, when people in my house CHANGE up my spice cupboard.
Get used to it?


One of my former colleagues from my previous work called me to inform me that she had been in an accident and that the ambulance had to take her to the hospital.

The first question I asked her, "Did you have time to CHANGE your underwear?"
We both laughed aloud. That was always a standard joke in the office (women only).
Nobody would ever want to be caught without the necessities, but poor gal...she was caught.
She will survive and is on her way to recovery.


So CHANGE is inevitable. We can accept it or lump it.

When I came home from work today, my hubby told me that the mechanic said we had to CHANGE trucks. This "old die hard" had too many trips and the motor was shot. I think too many trips up Cheam.


When can we just leave things as they are?

I can't live with out CHANGE.

"If you CHANGE your mind? Take a Chance of me...." I love that song....from the dear old Mama Mia Musical.
But then on the other hand, what do I want to exchange it with?

I'm always priding my self thinking that CHANGE keeps us on our toes.

Well it does and I've come to realize that I love CHANGE.
When I see CHANGE, I know there is always opportunity to go an buy an ice-cream or pick up a coffee at Starbucks.

Does anyone have some more spare CHANGE?

Jesus Christ, the same yesterday, today, and forever. Heb.13:8

Thank God that there is something that does not CHANGE.

God grant me the Serenity to accept the things I Cannot change…

Courage to change the things I can

And Wisdom to know the difference…

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

First School Day Prayer

To all my Friends who have a child/grandchild going to school today.
I had this posted in my kitchen 25 years ago as a tribute to my young son.
Now, 31 years later, I make a tribute to his own son, my grandson.
He's such a nice little fellar......
We celebrated with waffles and rice krispies squares.
Meanwhile someone else is itching to partake.

Dear World

"My young son starts to school today...It's going to be sort of strange and new to him for awhile, and I wish you would sort of treat him gently. You see, up to now he's been king of the roost...He's been boss of the backyard...His mother has always been near to soothe his wounds and repair his feelings.
But now things are going to be different.

This morning he's going to walk down the front steps, wave his hand, and start out on the great adventure...It is and adventure that might take him across continents, across oceans...It's an adventure that will probably include wars and tragedy and sorrow...To live his life in the world he will have to live in, will require faith and love and courage.

So, World, I wish you would sort of look after him...Take him by the hand and teach him things he will have to know.
But do it gently, if you can.
He will have to learn, I know, that all men are not just, that all men are not true.
But teach him also that for every scoundrel there is a hero...that for every crooked politician there is a great and dedicated leader...Teach him that for every enemy, there is a friend.
Steer him away from envy, if you can...and teach him the secret of quiet laughter.

In school, World, teach him it is far more honorable to fail that to cheat...Teach him to have faith in his own idea, even if everyone says they are wrong...Teach him to be gentle with gentle people and tough with tough people.
Try to give my son the strength not to follow the crowd when everyone is getting on the bandwagon...Teach him to listen to all men - but teach him also to filter all he hears on a screen of truth and take just the good that siphons through.
Teach him, if you can, how to laugh when he's sad...Teach him there is no shame in tears...Teach him there can be glory in failure and despair in success.

Treat him gently, World, if you can, but don't coddle him...Because only the test of fire makes fine steel...Let him have the courage to be impatient...Let him have the patience to be brave.
Let him be no other man's man...Teach him always to have sublime faith in himself.
Because then he will always have sublime faith in mankind.
This is quite an order, World, but see what you can do...
He's such a nice little fellow, my son!"
Dan Valentine

I thought I signed off...but I will keep you posted for the special events.
Too true to my heart....
I love you all.