Entries by Tricia

Flourishing

I love flourishing. Maybe this is the best proof my family is from Scotland. At any bagpipe band performance my eyes are transfixed on the tenor drummers and the wild gestures they do with the mallets… the flourishing. They spin them around and wave their arms in a choreographed dance. A large group of us […]

New Shoes

I needed new shoes. The invitation to take part in the opening ceremonies at the Pacific Northwest Scottish Highland Games was not to be taken lightly. At least not by me. And how could I refuse after receiving the lovely request from the Games President, Kate Freeburg. I am invited to be an honoured guest. […]

Listen

This week, a dear friend shared the story about how two separate conversations have shaped who she has become. Maybe even defined her as the woman she is today. I know her well and give thanks to the people who spoke those words to her. They helped create an inspiring human being. The catalyst in […]

A Beaver

Yes. I know it’s Wednesday. Believe me, I know. And instead of writing a blog for this week I spent my time writing a story about Vancouver. I found out about a brilliant writing contest, Pointgreynow put on by Ken Wyder. The idea caught my attention and in turn caught all my available time. You […]

Important Days

It’s on these big, important days when I miss the kids the most. When asked why it happens, I just shrug. But in the weeks leading up to this birthday every image seems to trigger a memory of what used to be. For twelve years we gathered for a group shot on my birthday. There […]

And you?

My first blog was posted on May 11, 2013 and it was all about intention. A great many things have happened since then. Many of those gems I’ve written about; many I’ve kept close to my chest. Many aren’t worth writing about; many will take years to reach a place where I can dismantle the […]

Get Mad, Get Better

My last few blogs have been serious and I was determined to have a lighthearted subject this week. Sure… Maybe it would help if I stopped listening to the radio. The last story in the newscast was about a child porn internet site being busted. Two of the sexually abused children are from BC. They […]

Father’s Day, Funerals and Festivals

A train of thought is a funny thing. I was thinking about my Dad on Father’s Day. He’s been gone for five years so the grief has faded and is probably replaced with nostalgia more than anything else. I remember the things he said, the way he was and the impact he had on my […]

Follow Me

You should follow me. And, no, I don’t mean on Twitter or Instagram, even though new followers do make me smile. No, you should follow me in-person during a normal, walking around day. I come across some very interesting people. I’m kinda lucky that way. Yesterday I was reminded of this when I booked my […]

It’s a crime…

Someone is bound to notice how tired I look today. Last night I did something I hadn’t done for years, and I blame it all on Kokanee Beer. I stayed up for hours reading the crime fiction novel, “Confined Space” by Deryn Collier. The evening began with whisky, not beer, and it was the story […]