Friday, October 24, 2014

Too Close to Home

Our teenage son recently joined The Royal Canadian Air Cadets.

He was reluctant at first but agreed to enroll. We thought it would be a great experience for him - he would learn many things and learn how to fly.

This program also builds confidence and leadership skills. It will also give him a sense of purpose and pride to serve his community.

As this week's stunning events unfolded in the nation's capital in Ottawa.

It struck a chord in the hearts of all Canadians.

A young soldier, who stood on honorary guard at the National War Memorial was shot from behind. This sacred monument represents honour, bravery and the ultimate sacrifice from Canadians who fought in past World Wars. In 2000, the Canadian Tomb of the Unknown Soldier was added to the memorial. Again, to symbolize the sacrifice of every Canadian who died for their country in conflicts around the world.

And yet, this soldier had fallen there.

Corporal Nathan Cirillo was a father, dog lover and who dreamed of becoming a full-time soldier.

He joined as a cadet when he was just 13 years old.

My son is 14.

Too close to home.

While the country mourns, and citizens gather around the National War Memorial to pay their respects.

We think of our veterans and those who serve in uniform to keep our country safe. We are proud and forever grateful for your service.

Our freedom shouldn't be taken for granted.

It should be cherished.

Wednesday, October 15, 2014


It was the Thanksgiving long weekend.

We spent time with Mr. O's family on Saturday and celebrated with my side on Monday.

And even though my father-in-law and my mother are no longer with us.

We can still feel their presence.

This year, I hosted Thanksgiving Day for my family. I set the dinner table with Mom's beautiful crochet table cloth. I wanted her to be part of this special occasion.

If she was alive today, she would have hosted Thanksgiving, and prepared a feast for us to enjoy!

She loved cooking for her family.

And how we miss it!

There are favourite dishes I need to learn. We loved her Filipino cooking- pancit, lumpia and puto; blended with a traditional Canadian Thanksgiving meal of turkey, ham, and apple pie.

This year was simple- shepherd's pie, salad and turkey. And for dessert, fruit salad, brownies and pecan pie.

Not the usual spread my Mom would make but it's a start of something new.

I guess it's time that I carry the Thanksgiving tradition, I know Mom would be happy to see us all together.

Thanksgiving is all about family. Treasuring the time we have together.

So much to be thankful for.

Wednesday, October 1, 2014

High School

It's official, my son is in high school!

A.R attends a French Immersion secondary school.

I'm so thankful he wears a school uniform too. No need to worry about his outfits every day!

And when I asked how his first day was; he replied, "It was okay."

A young man of few words.

His schedule is new and different from his elementary years. He now wakes up at six-thirty in the morning, showers and has breakfast. Then leaves by seven-thirty to catch his bus.

I was a little worried that he had to walk by himself to the bus stop.

I have to remind myself that he's fourteen years old and not a little boy!


Although, one of his teachers said there was still a gap between the grade eight and grade nine curriculum. I think he is adjusting well to high school life.

Geography, Religion, Math and French are his subjects for this semester.

Good luck, A.R! You survived your first month!

We hope you have a great year at your new school!