Thank you for being my rock during these years. I look forward to spending the rest of my life with you and making more beautiful memories as we have done so far.
Thank you for being that special person I get to annoy for the rest of my life.
Love you ~ Xoxo
For the last eight years on January 31st, Bell Let’s Talk Day has opened up the conversation of mental health. It was an initiative to remove the stigma around mental illness.
In my culture and community, mental illness is still a taboo. We don’t openly speak about depression or mental health issues; you’d be quickly labeled as mental or retarded (for a lack of better word). Which is why the Bell Let’s Talk Day is so important for me.
It’s no secret that I’ve battle with depression and mental instability over the years. Anyone that’s read my blog or knows me personally knows what I’ve gone through and how I’ve struggled to overcome my depression. So for me a day to openly admit and discuss how mental illness affects my life is a day I can’t take for granted.
Mental illness is not a bad thing. Each one of us faces some sort of mental illness throughout our lives. It is now time we speak about it openly and stop hiding behind the masks that everything is okay and that if we speak about our mental struggles people will label or judge us.
Today, let’s check in with our loved ones and open up the conversation for mental health. Every text, tweet or social media conversation with hashtag #BellLetsTalk 5 cents will be donated towards mental health initiatives. Open up the conversation and do your part to make sure you and your loved ones have the support they need when they are struggling.
No matter what has happened in my life. No matter what challenge or struggle I may be going through. No matter how hard life has beaten me down. There has, is and always will be one person that stands firm beside me to raise me back up.
She’s been my strength when I couldn’t get up on my own. She’s been my guide when I was lost. She’s been my inspiration when I was scared. She’s been my wisdom when I was confused. She’s even been my banker when I was broke.
She’s my mother.
We take for granted the love our mothers give us and feel for us. But their love is nothing less than a miracle in disguise. My mother is a my miracle. She’s the blessing that has stood by my side since before I could even understand the importance of her love and strength.
Even now, she continues to hold my hand through my difficult times and struggles.
So, I’m honouring her today, as I do everyday. But I called her today to say thank you for everything she is and does for me.
Have you said thank you to your mom recently? Maybe it’s time to give her a call and let her know how special she is to you. You’ll be surprised how emotional and happy she will be.
One of the most precious moments caught on camera was of my love and me, holding pinky fingers as we slept.
I found this photo on my phone a few days ago; it must have been from the night when she got in trouble from me and cried herself to sleep.
We had a rough day, the two of us, and when it was bedtime, I lay there beside her explaining how words and actions can hurt even mommy and daddy’s feelings. Because we didn’t cry, it didn’t mean that we weren’t hurt.
She was sorry and empathetic. She grabbed my pinky finger and pinky swore to never hurt me or her daddy again. I kissed her forehead and told her it would be alright as long as we all respected and loved each other.
By the time I was done talking, silence had fallen, her tears had dried up and she was peacefully asleep with her pinky finger locked into mine. I soon fell asleep not removing my finger from hers and when I awoke this photo was on my phone.
Daddy must have come in after we fell asleep and captured this moment for me to cherish.
One of the sweetest moments indeed…
Good morning, my lovelies. I’ve been procrastinating to write lately. Our lives have turned into a shit-show over the past few weeks. I’ve finished all my placement requirements and will write my exam on Tuesday. The end of my course is here and time has flown by too quickly.
I had planned to begin preparing for the Registered Practical Nursing program as soon as my exam for this course was over. However, now that plan seems highly unlikely to begin.
D’s lost his job and is home most days and we’re struggling to make ends meet. I’ve got bills coming out of my arse and things are just going haywire from there. Everything just seems like a complete cluster-fuck right now with no light at the end of the tunnel.
I’ve begun apply for jobs already and as much as I should be focusing on my studying, I’ve barely opened my books since all this began. Every time I think about studying my mind drifts away to the daily stresses that are my life right now and I can’t concentrate. So, I put away my books and end up sitting idly staring at the wall.
That’s where we are right now. It is what it is. I best I can do right now is not break down and allow this crap to take its course and not break us down in the process.
Tuesday is my exam, so please send me lots of positive energy and blessings. I’m fairly confident about my knowledge and ability to pass but still blessings never go unanswered, so send some my way, if you will and thanks in advance.
I’ll update you all in a few days on how it went and where we are with the jobs and all that other stuff. Have a blessed Sunday!
Xoxo ~ Tamana
“They shall not grow old, as we that are left shall grow old: age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. At the going down of the sun and in the morning, we shall remember them.” – Laurence Binyon, “Ode of Remembrance”
On the 11th minute of the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month bow your head and take a moment to remember what the veterans across the world have done for all of us. Please take a moment to honour their lives and cherish their memories.
Regardless of your race, colour, religion or culture, you are a human being first and foremost and in your country and in our world, there have been veterans that gave their lives so that we could be who we are today.
Lest we forget.
Happy Birthday, doll! May God bless you with all life’s joys and happiness. May you forever be loved and blessed. May you grow to become a beautiful person, inside and out. May you always know how much your mommy and daddy love you. God bless you, my darling.
The past five years have gone by far to fast. Your daddy and I are amazed at how quickly you’re growing up and how independent you’re becoming. From the day we brought you home, you were the blessing in our home and lives and with every day that passes, we are reminded by the blessing you are.
This year, you’ve become more independent than ever. You’re helping me in the kitchen with cooking and baking cakes (with the hope of licking the frosting off the spoons). You’ve helped me hang laundry and fold your own clothes. You’ve even encouraged me to read more, as your interest to visit the library has sparked an interest in me and so our weekly library visits have turned into a special time for both of us.
You started French immersion school this year and have taken on the new language with such interest and pride. Your favourite song, bonjour les amie, is amazing to listen to, even though you sing it over and over again. You love counting in French and we’ve made a game out of it. It’s fantastic how quickly you’re picking it all up. We are so proud of you and your accomplishments.
Congratulations, my doll for achieving so much this past year. God bless you always. Mommy and daddy love you dearly! Happy 5th Birthday!