Stop me before I volunteer again…

What’s the first image you think of when I say volunteer…yes it was probably the same picture I used to have,  a very kind, retired person, filling their days helping their local church, a friend in need or the area hospital.  I can admit when I was in my teens, the word volunteer never really conjured up anything exciting.  Don’t get me wrong I knew it was a good thing to do but not really something I WANTED to do.  I started volunteering at a young age, my parents taught me very well that it was expected and a way to be kind to my fellow human being.  I taught catechism, was a lector at church and visited the occasional relative in the nursing home.  Boy oh boy I wish I knew then what I know now!  

As I matured, some days more mature than others, I started to get a better idea of what volunteering really meant.  Living in Ottawa for many years gave me the opportunity to see some incredible festivals, events and fundraisers.  All of these fantastic things organized by volunteers.  I started to get a little more involved, helped out a few hours here and there at an occasional charity fundraiser, but living in a city the size of Ottawa, you don’t really feel the impact of being a volunteer.  That all changed for me over the Christmas holidays in 2005.  I was having a difficult year, although my career was taking off, I was struggling to find something meaningful in my personal life.  I came home to the Miramichi to visit my ever supportive family.  

At that time, each year the City of Miramichi chooses an outstanding volunteer or two to honour.  The criteria are quite extensive not the least of which is the volunteer must have been volunteering for fifteen years or more and had a significant impact on the community.  That particular year, my Aunt Judy was to be honoured at the City of Miramichi’s New Year Levee.   I was proud of her, of course, but had no real sense of what that award meant.  My mum and the rest of my family bundled up; set out in the cold and snow and off to the Court House we went to see the ceremony. 

That particular snowy day changed my life.  I listened as Judy spoke about how honoured she was to receive this award. What struck me though were the feelings she described about what volunteering meant to her.  What it had given her in her life, not what she had given but what volunteering had given her.  Judy had been volunteering for more than twenty years in this community and she planned on doing it for another twenty at least.  What I saw and heard that day was the real impact of volunteering on a community, organization or a person in need.  I looked at mum and said “I want to feel that way” Mum looked at me in that way that mums do and said “well then do something about it!”  I moved home to Miramichi six months later to do just that.  

The rest as they say is history.  People often say to me, do you ever say no?  I do, but I try not to, not because I can’t say no, but because I want to be involved.  I have had some incredible once in a lifetime experiences because I volunteer.  Of course there are days I would rather not attend another meeting or plan to plan to plan but I forget all about that once I get going.  The people I have met, the events I have been a part of and happiness that I see in others every day is what keeps me involved.  Volunteering has given me friends, social connections, business networking opportunities, lifelong learning and a feeling of being a part of an incredible community that I couldn’t have gotten any other way.  

There is no other community like the Miramichi.  There are thousands of volunteers in our area that keep our City going. These thousands of volunteers that no one knows about because they go about doing great things for the sake of doing them and not for the recognition that may come.  Theses volunteers work, plan, organize, worry and donate their time for people they won’t ever see or know.  It is my hope to shine a different spotlight on volunteering, give some much deserved recognition to those volunteers out there and to change that image in your head.  I have gotten to work with volunteers of all ages, in organizations that do so much for our community.   Volunteering is something I WANT to do because I love it and because I can.  I try to live every day the way my grandmother Marjorie taught me, “To whom much is given, much is expected!”  

Love is in the air…

I joke a lot about dating in my 40’s, it has its moments for sure but it’s also pretty tough.  Learning to navigate the complexities of previous relationships, children, aging parents and not to mention online dating, ouff I tell ya, ouff!!

I had a fairly good handle on dating in my young years.  I had a sense of adventure, an open spirit and if I’m honest, probably more confidence than I had a right to at the time.  I didn’t struggle to find people to hang out with and I think most know I’m rather social in nature so was always out and about.  I met some incredible men and had some wonderful relationships.  I didn’t realize as a young person, the truly free spirit that I approached dating and life in general.  No pressure, no responsibilities, no significant baggage to speak of just new experiences and a sense of fun on each horizon.  

I absolutely have no handle on how to date now in my 40’s. Like truly none!  They are tricky waters to surf at the best of times and I often feel like my little boat is sinking.  I’ve never been married and as my friend’s joke, I sat out the first round, so to speak.  Most people I know have been married and are trying to figure out this next stage of life that includes separation, divorce and what that all might mean in the dating realm.  Although I was engaged once, I never made it down the aisle, but that’s a long, so so long story for another time.  I also don’t have kids, always wanted them but it was never the right time or the right person, I just assumed I’d have them one day or adopt, or both.  That didn’t happen either, but I’ve been blessed to be an auntie over and over again with my friend’s kids.  I have a very full life, love and support and incredible opportunity at every turn.  I have the love of my family and my friends, absolutely, the unconditional kind that most of us long for, but am missing the love of a partner in life.  I have a complete life in all the ways that matter to me, I mean that truly, but do wish for that special someone to share that life with and for me to share in his.  

Online dating is in a world all its own.  I’m awkward enough in person but then you add the unknown of the internet, dating aps and people I don’t know.  I’ve tried it a couple of times, didn’t love it, met a few doozies that made me never want to try it again but also met some lovely gentlemen along the way.   I don’t understand the lingo, oh goodness, I sound ancient even saying lingo…. but I really don’t get it most of the time.  I have to look up the abbreviations and emojis just to figure out what the heck someone might be saying to me.  Who has that kind of energy, ouff!  

I have learned a few things that stuck with me and had my heart broken a couple of times.  I’ve met some wonderful people who I’m lucky to still call friends and I have abundant hope for what’s to come.  A bit of advice I’ve learned the hard way but will share for those trying to navigate it too

  1. Be up front with what you’re looking for – there is nothing wrong with looking for something temporary or long lasting, just let your prospective partner know so they can manage their own expectations.
  2. Be as you as you can be – whether awkward or funny or something in between and all the above, let it all shine so that the right person can fall in love with all that you are
  3. If you want to talk to someone, do it – don’t play coy or wait to text, message, or call back for a certain amount of time, people love to know when they are being thought of
  4. Don’t ghost someone – whether you’ve been out twice or for months or even years, don’t simply disappear.  Difficult conversations are called that for a reason, they are difficult, and they suck in every way, for everyone.  I promise you though, in the long run, you will be doing the person you no longer wish to be involved with a great kindness.  The ghostee is left with so many questions that can’t be answered and ultimately feeling like they are not worthy, valuable, or desirable and that is a sad place to be.
  5. Enjoy it – as much as you can, live in those moments for as long as they last.  

I’m still learning how to do this whole dating in mid-life thing, but I keep trying because deep down, I’m a romantic who loves the idea of love.  Finding that person who is your person and you are theirs, how incredible that seems to me and what a joyous quest to be on.  I wish you all that, love in your lives and to know you’re loved in your best of times and your worst.  I’ll be cheering for you on your own search if you’re single these days or if you’ve found your person, I’m so happy for you for that!  Love is love and I wish that for you, wherever you might be on that journey!

#2022AdventureIsCalling. 

Everyone has something to teach if we are open enough to see it.

Montreal was an incredible place to spend those first six years after we moved back to Canada. That little crescent keeps some of my most precious memories.  The largest part of those memories are incredibly positive and joyous.  We were a close family of three and my parents did everything they could to instill the best possible morals and ethics they could.  But more than that really, we spent time together, like actual time exploring, learning and sharing the world and I couldn’t be more grateful for that.  

Mum was  gifted teacher.  She shared that gift with children with special needs for 32 years.   In Montreal she taught for six years at Victoria Park school, a school dedicated to the education of the children who needed someone like my mum and others to teach them all this world had to offer.  I learned there too, after hours, but that school taught me so much that’s stuck with me for all my life.  My very first volunteer opportunity came as a result of the work that mum did there.  She often brought me in after my own school had finished for the day to help her with her prep for the next day, setting her classroom up, cleaning the blackboard, oh my that was a particularly satisfying task to be honest, but really she brought me in to experience her world and her kids.  I remember how she had to crank that old mimeograph machine, with its purple ink, I can still smell it really.  The copies would come out and you had to let the ink dry so you didn’t get it all over yourself.  It actually had a hand crank in order to get it to work, you turned that puppy over and over again to get the pages pumped out and ready for the kids the next day. 

Her kids also taught me in the day to day.  I learned that not everyone learns at the same pace or in the same way.  Some need extra time and some need innovative ways of understanding.  I learned that joy can be found in the simplest of things, like painting freckles on a piano, not probably the most conventional but I remember the smile on that child’s face as he painted them.  I learned that we all have our insecurities no matter who or where we are like the student who had continued to grow far taller than all of her classmates.  I also learned the power of spending time with others, truly spending time, sitting and listening.  I think probably the most important thing I learned was that everyone has something to offer, to share with those around them and you don’t really need to look that hard to find it.  

My first volunteer opportunity came as I said as a result of mum’s work with her kids, we always called her students that, her kids.  Mum volunteered for most of her life and raised me to be the same.  In this case, I got to volunteer at the Summer Special Olympics in Montreal.  What a thrill that was for me, I remember the McDonald’s orange pop in the giant vat, I remember the athletes sharing incredible joy at their own and their teammates accomplishments and I remember being burnt to a crisp out in the hot sun but loving being a part of something so great, even at the ripe old age of six.    

I cherish so many of those moments spent with mum’s kids, what they taught me and how they affected my life as I still live it.  If we look, truly open our eyes to those in front of us, we can learn in ways we never would have expected.  

#2022AdventureIsCalling. 

One of those milestone moments and a parked car!

There are some moments, those life milestones moments that stick with you throughout your life.  I don’t think I could ever forget that incredible day when I was 6, that day that everyone waits for with so much excitement and yes I’ll say it fear!!!  I’m sure you all have that idea in your head of what that might be, on the edge of your seat I have no doubt.  So that day for me, was the day my dad came home with my very first bicycle.  

Picture it, me playing in the driveway in front of our little duplex on that little crescent with a couple of my little friends, I’m pretty sure I was playing with Cowboy Kissing Barbie.  I mean what else would an on trend six year old be playing with, come on!!!  So there I was, Dad pulled into our parking spot and popped open the trunk.  I had no idea what wonders would soon be mine.  Dad called my name, by the way, he’s called me Rat since I was born and still does to this day, “Rat”, he said, “Come here for a minute.”  I jumped up and ran, cause I could back then, to see what he needed and lo and behold, a brand new bike appeared out of the trunk like a magical unicorn or a rainbow right out of the blue!!  We had looked at them a few times but to be honest back then, the budget was a little tighter than it is these days so I realize now that Mum and Dad must have saved for quite a while to get me that bike.    

The very next day, Dad set out to teach me to ride my bike.  I was so stinkin excited I could hardly contain myself that morning.  We went out to that crescent, that crescent where so many of my firsts happened and dad helped me climb onto it for the very first time.  Round and around we went as he held the back of my seat, making sure I didn’t fall over.  No training wheels for me, cause I was fearless and a rockstar, obviously.  My friends stood by as Dad spent hours helping me practice getting on and off, putting the chain back on in case it fell off and just learning to find my balance on two wheels.  

Off I went on my first turn alone around the crescent, feeling that rush of wind through my waist length hair.  Oh my, nothing could compare, of that I was so very sure.  I came around that last bend and I could see the pride on Dad’s face.  I did it, I made it all the way, just a few feet from a complete turn.  Bam!!!!! One of the neighbourhood boys jumped out in front of me in what I can only imagine was an attempt at being funny.  What happened next has haunted my dreams since that fateful day, well ok that was a tad dramatic but it did leave an impact, like an actual impact on the door of the parked car I hit.  Yup, you read that right, I forgot all my intense training and more importantly I forgot how to brake and slammed directly into our neighbours car.  The look on Dad’s face was one of complete and total disbelief, he checked on me of course and then got that look of uhm, how much is this going to cost me???  Thankfully I was tiny and not as powerful as I imagined myself to be, so no lasting damage.  It took me a few days to get back on that horse so to speak but I did indeed manage it and spent many a day enjoying going round and round on that bike once again.  Funny how those moments stick in your head even after all these years, the highs and the lows for sure but in this case it was the beginning of my adventurous heart.  Oh I also hit a parked car when learning to rollerblade in my late 20’s, seems to be a thing I do, perhaps I need to evaluate my methods a bit.  

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Our words have power, make sure it’s for good!


Let’s talk about the power of words for a minute.  We often talk about the power words have to hurt others, especially when talking about bullying,  but we seldom consider the words we use in our own day to day life.  How I use those words and the power I give them, changes how they affect me.

Anxious/nervous:  Anxiety has become the catch all for any time we feel overwhelmed or lose control of our feelings or the situation we find ourselves in.  What I’ve challenged myself to ask is am I feeling anxiety (overwhelming, out of control, debilitating) or am I feeling nervous and appropriately so (butterflies, a bit on edge, excited or a little afraid) Having anxiety can stop me from doing something, being nervous and appropriately so isn’t as much of a barrier and I can overcome it.

Just: Using the word just to open an email or a conversation tends to diminish the message or the sender.  “I’m JUST a…”  We used to use that a lot at work, I’m just an acting Team Lead or acting analyst or acting coach which diminishes the work you’re doing while in that position, rather than owning what you’re doing at that time.  I’m a Senior Manager, I bring value, I’m good at it!

Stress/pressure: Stress for me has become synonymous with events that have the potential to change my life or impact it very negatively.  Owning my own business was a stressful time for me.  Being solely responsible for the income and lives of my team for those years took a toll on me, sleepless nights, worry, anxiety, loss of control.  I have seldom experienced that kind of stress and haven’t since I finally settled all the debts etc from the business.  Pressure on the other hand, I thrive in.  I am at my best when under pressure to perform.  I have pressure in my daily life at work and in my personal life and that is the fuel that pushes me to be better.

Urgent/important:  so many things are labeled urgent when in fact they are most definitely important, they are seldom urgent!

Seriously/personally:  long ago a mentor and one of my first bosses said to me, “when I give you feedback on your performance or an issue I need you to correct, take it seriously but don’t take it personally, we are talking about the job, not your worth as a human being ” and that stuck with me!  Easier said than done at times and some bosses definitely made it personal but as a whole that’s helped me navigate tough situations much better.

These don’t solve it all for sure but they’ve helped me along the way…

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