Sunday, December 28, 2014

Annual Greetings . . .

It’s been a while . . . I believe 2010 was my last kick at the annual greeting.  As I watch the incoming mail dwindle, I am reminded that giving is receiving.  Soooo, here is our year in review . . .

HOCKEY.  Tyson enjoyed his last year of Midget hockey.  Not gonna lie . . . I hit the depths of hell after that last game.  I seriously thought my life was over.  Hockey has been our life for the past 13 years.  As a devoted hockey family, we travelled the rural rinks of Alberta with passion and vengeance!  Contrary to my thoughts of life being over on that cold March 1st day . . . life has resumed.  Surprisingly it has remained fulfilling and although I sincerely miss the eau da hockey, the rink politics and drama, my life has continued.  WOW!!  Who’da thunk??  Tyson misses the game but is staying involved with a local youth hockey program.

FIGURE SKATING.  Now, this does keep me at the rink, but my fellow skate mom’s know that it’s just not the same as hockey, for me!  Mikayla presently skates 5 days a week.  Now that’s a busy week!  Mikayla’s love for skating landed her with the ‘Guenette Award’ last spring at her Award Banquet.  Criteria for this award being the most promising skater.  Pretty proud moment for here, and mom!  Sure makes those countless hours of the cold rink worthwhile!  She continues to excel in her development.  Recently landing her axel and double jumps are great excuses for eating ice cream for supper!

GRAD 2014!  Tyson graduated in June.  WOW!!  Now that’s a day of reckoning for a mom!  All those days I wondered if I was doing enough, being enough, contributing enough to the development of my kiddo all celebrated in ONE big day!  So proud of the young man Tyson has become.  He is presently enrolled in grade 13, upgrading some courses in preparation of his future endeavours.  I’m pretty proud that he determined (on his own) at age 18 that his devotion, preparedness, and success in life is determined by none other than him!  Looks like his future shall include making a sh*t load of money in business!  Yeah for him!

MUSIC.  Only one kid left pursuing lessons and that is Mikayla in guitar.  She was very excited to learn a Taylor Swift tune and could be found strumming and singing ‘Fifteen’ over and over and over and over, again!  She wishes to take piano lessons again, but who knows?  So far, guitar and skating keep her busy.  She partook in the annual Music Festival last spring and happily brought home some fabulous certificates.

MORGAN.  She gets her own paragraph as she’s not the type to be the centre of attention.  Morgan is our back bone.  Our biggest supporter and, our biggest cheerleader.  Whether we need a pat on the back, or a kick in the a$$, Morgan is our girl!  Morgan coached gymnastics till June of this year.  She has worked at BP’s for about a year and a half now.  She has recently given her ‘move out’ notice as she will graduate this coming year.  She plans to move to Edmonton where she will pursue travel, photography, and a Bachelor of Education, in no particular order.  I have no doubt this girl will make a difference where ever she goes!

LIFE!  We keep busy with school, rink, work, school, rink, work!  Having 2 kiddos with driver’s licenses is surely a blessing as I have more time to b-r-e-a-t-h-e and nap!  Tyson travelled to Italy in April – what an amazing experience for him!  I wasn’t keen on the fact that I barely heard from him whilst half way around the world, but hey I understand, you’re and adult now!  Mikayla played soccer in the spring.  I took my first, and most likely last, kick at coaching her team.  Although I loved the interactions with kids, I know it’s best to bow out gracefully!  I keep busy following these kiddos, volunteering and working.  Morgan and I shall be grad dress shopping in the very near future and I greatly look forward to celebrating her accomplishments!  She has some travel planned for the upcoming year.  Looks like Mikayla and I shall need to find ourselves some hobbies, as we experience the empty nesting that comes with adult turkey lurkey’s.  On that note, I best sign off . . . perhaps go wrangle some squirrels, or something!
I hope this note finds everyone healthy and happy!

Sending loads of love, laughter, hugs and smiles . . .
Laura, Tyson, Morgan & Mikayla

Tuesday, July 3, 2012

Where have I been?

My last post was January 3rd. That is 6 months ago. Wow, where have I been? Well, truth be known, I've been on a bit of a journey.  A health journey. A unplanned journey!  I wouldn't call this journey fun, nor exciting, nor adventurous. Simply put, it's kept me grounded. Grounded as in with my butt upon the couch.

It all started last fall. The middle of November was the last time I remember having energy. I had been diagnosed with anemia and assumed my malaise was due to the low iron. Despite taking iron supplement, after iron supplement I couldn't seem to get my iron level within a 'normal' range. I had a doctor's appointment the end of January and on that day, I simply felt like death warmed over. I had gone in to see what could be done to get my iron level up and working for me rather than against me. That day I sat in the doc's office with my head leaning against the wall, I had zero energy, a tummy so sore and inflamed I looked like I was five months pregnant. After lengthy questioning, my doctor sent me for a few tests and it was determined I had the Helicobacter Phylori Bacteria. It was apparent that I had developed an ulcer from this bacterial infection. The anemia, and inability to increase my iron level was likely due to the ulcer. Luckily there is a quick and simple solution to ridding my body of this damn bacteria. Prescribed was a triple dose of medications for 14 days. Simple fix! NOT!!

On day ten of the course of medication, I experienced an anaphylactic reaction to the meds. Holy Crapola! Anaphylaxis is scary stuff. This drug allergy triggered several other allergic reactions. I experienced nine anaphylactic reactions in total.  I had allergic reactions which included difficulty breathing, racing heart, coughing, vomiting, hives, itch, swelling, itch, itch, restricted airways, racing heart, hives, itch and more itch to just about everything I attempted to eat. The sensitivity was so high that a simple trip to a restaurant or the grocery store left me almost turned inside out from scratching and hives. Any social activity that should be enjoyable, became a chore if I encountered food, or by chance people that may have ate food. I left many a functions itchin and scratching, hivin and swellin! It didn't even matter if I ate the food, simply being in the same room as food or being near someone who had ate was enough to start a reaction. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I thought I was going to scratch myself to pieces. Thankfully re-testing for the bacteria proved that it had been eradicated in those first ten days of treatment. Hallelujah!

I'd suffered from food allergies for years and had been doing a process of eliminating foods that I reacted to. Prior to the bacterial infection, I was down to a bare bones diet and did my best to eat only natural unprocessed foods. All of a sudden, my safe foods, were no longer safe. Ritz crackers became my best friend. I'm on the 'list' for allergy testing which could take 1 to 2 years. You read that right, 1 to 2 year wait list! Geesh! I had to find an other alternative. Luckily I happened upon a more natural treatment for allergies called NAET. NAET uses several modalities of healing including kiniesioligy and acupuncture. The therapist subjects you to the allergen then balances your body towards it. I was thankful to find someone who has dealt with severe allergies such as I was experiencing. Of the numerous allergens (thirty plus) I was tested for, I was severely sensitive to all but three. WOW! No wonder my tummy hurts, it's reacting to pretty much everything. My doctor explained that with the allergies being food, basically anything between the point of entry (mouth) and point of exit (I hope I don't need to explain) is subject to irritation from the allergen.  Another medical person explained that my allergies could be compared to an autoimmune disease, however instead of attacking an organ in my body, my body is attacking food, ingested or near.

I started NAET treatments the middle of April. There has been some adjusting and reaction after each treatment. Some Allergens have taken longer to balance than others. In May, I ended up with a severe sinus infection which knocked me out for eight days firmly planted on the couch. The sinuses just cleared up and then fluid from the lungs. Pneumonia? Perhaps! Thankfully, I believe . . . I'm through the worst and greatly look forward to working through these reactions and allergies.

This journey has been a definite test of my strength and the biggest lesson I've learned is keep your FAITH stronger than your fears! I'm always amazed or maybe a better word would be shocked at people's preaching abilities. I have heard more you should's through this experience than I care to mention. How often do we jump to judge someone, often knowing nothing about their experience or having ventured their path. I believe . . . LISTENING is a skill that has more power than any 'you should' a person can muster. I'm very thankful to have a medical doctor and a acupuncturist who although they haven't experienced my journey, have been available to listen and advise me based on my reality not my shoulds! I've a tendency to keep private and upon viewing my last post in January was reminded of my intentions of love and acceptance.   I'm a firm believer that we do not have to love what is going on in our life, but we must accept it.  I decided to share my journey based on loving and accepting my self.


"Fear of failure and fear of the unknown are always defeated by faith. Having faith in yourself, in the process of change, and in the new direction that change sets will reveal your own inner core of steel." ~Georgette Mosbacher

As the above quote reiterates, I believe . . . FAITH is key in my forward movement.  I look forward to revealing my own inner core of steel by the ability to eat more, cook more, and actually enjoy food!  My biggest chore through this journey has been ensuring my kiddos maintain a healthy diet.  Time will tell how successfull I've been in that endeavour!  In the meantime, my kiddos have become quick to accept any food based invitation from family or friends.  I'm thankful to all who have fed them and welcome anyone who wishes to feed them, as meals around our home have been dependent on reactions which translates to somewhat lackadaisical and unpredictable.  The following picture somewhat puts my thoughts and feelings of this journey into perspective:


Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Welcome 2012

Another fresh new year is here . . .
Another year to live!
To banish worry, doubt, and fear,
To love and laugh and give!

This bright new year is given me
To live each day with zest . . .
To daily grow and try to be
My highest and my best!

I have the opportunity
Once more to right some wrongs,
To pray for peace, to plant a tree,
And sing more joyful songs!”
~William Arthur Ward

As another year draws to a close, and a brand new year begins I find my self tuning in to the world around me.  At the dawn of each and every day, I have the opportunity to focus on loving, laughing, and giving, that ought to make me sing more joyful songs!

I’m NOT a fan of should have, could have, or would have! What I have noticed lately is that, (in my humble opinion) toooo many people concentrate on what others are doing, or how others are behaving. Simply put, I believe you should focus on what you have control of and that is YOU! I honestly believe that each and every one of us is where we are, simply because that is where we need to be at this given moment. If you don’t like where you are at or what is ‘happening’ to you, I suggest you take a good hard look . . . in the mirror! I believe we are either ‘tuning in’ to the world around us or ‘zoning out’, which will it be for you?

My New Year’s Intention for 2012 . . . is to focus on LOVE and ACCEPTANCE!  Loving and accepting others exactly where they are, be it happy, grumpy, or sad! Gracious, jolly, or mad!  Imagine how wonderful the world would be, if we were free to BE . . . through unconditional love and acceptance.

Always remember . . . YOU is kind, YOU is smart, YOU is important! ~ The Help

“If you judge people, you have no time to love them.”  ~Mother Teresa




Monday, October 10, 2011

Oh, look . . . a squirrel!

As Thanksgiving weekend draws to a close I recalled the gratuity list in celebration of Thanksgiving that my kids and I put together last year.  Sadly, our time together this Thanksgiving weekend was limited.  As I sat at the keyboard, my thoughts fixed on a thankful post, I realized I hadn't posted anything since September 11th.  Oh my!  My thoughts rushed . . . where have I been, what have I done, what have I to be thankful for?


  Oh, look . . . a squirrel!

‎"A cloudy day is no match for a sunny disposition." - William Arthur Ward

I quickly realized, how busy we've been.  The last 6'ish weeks has been consumed with back to school, family, figure skating, coaching, shopping, travel, hockey tryouts, courses, volunteering, friends, and golf!  As I recalled the recent events my heart was warmed with thoughts of being . . . togetherness, love, and laughter!

Ahhh, happy thoughts!  Then I think of this past weekend and the happy thoughts fade away.  Oh, look . . . a squirrel!

Now this Thanksgiving weekend did not go exactly as planned with a great deal of disappointment for me and my kiddos.  With busy schedules and active lives, we've become very adaptable.  Every once in a while life is interrupted by, oh, look . . . a squirrel!

As I tackle these squirrels and thoughts around in my head, attempting to make sense of the weekends events, I take a wander through good ole facebook and find the following post:

Should you find yourself the victim of other peoples bitterness, ignorance, smallness, or insecurities, remember this, things could be much worse.  You could be one of them!

NOW, that hit the nail on the head!  I've figured it out!  So many dang squirrels I hope I can explain.  I Believe . . . that the root of all happiness is in the 'being' not in the 'doing' nor in the materialistic world.  What had happened over the Thanksgiving weekend is that my ability to 'be' had been kiboshed by the actions of another person.  Granted I allowed that to happen through my own frustration and contempt.  My family and I had became the victims of someone else's control, manipulation, bitterness, ignorance, smallness, and insecurities!  Wow, now the squirrels in my head were fighting, geesh! 

As I get the squirrels tamed down, I am able to focus on the intent of my post and that is giving 'Thanks'!  What I am truly thankful for is the ability to learn and grow . . . to do better and be better.  A better person, a better friend, a better mom!  I am thankful for the awareness and the understanding of how certain actions or circumstances can make you feel, think, and behave.  Thankful for the ability to move above and beyond the smallness of others.  Thankful to set an example for my kiddos through integrity.  Thankful for the many wonderful people who's paths I've crossed recently.  Thankful for the ability to learn new things (even first aid).  Thankful for 3 wonderful children.  Thankful for fabulous family and friends.  Thankful, thankful, thankful, thankful!!

I Believe . . . there are many squirrels that cross our paths.  Squirrels come in many disguises!  Are those squirrels a distraction in your life?  Are you able to stay focused on what is important to you?  What squirrels are you thankful for?

Sunday, September 11, 2011

. . . almost peed my pants!!

As a mom, I'm a little anal retentive on the oral hygiene!  After spending several thousands of dollars on 'straight' teeth I think it's important to look after them!  I can frequently be heard asking "Did you brush your teeth?" or chanting various other teeth brushing reminders as my kids walk out the door.

The other morning was a little different as the tooth brushing conversation had 'NOT' been initiated by me.  I could hear my oldest two children discussing (well, arguing, maybe fist a cuffing, and possible utterance of profanities) downstairs . . . . blah, blah, blah, 'stupid tooth brush', blah, blah, blah.  I thought . . . AHA, mom's advise is wearing off!  I head towards the front door enroute to schools and work and can hear my son ranting, he is extremelly annoyed and doesn't appear to be very happy with his sister . . . hmmmmm!  How can something so right, like brushing your teeth, go sooooo wrong?  They appear to be bent out of shape over a 'stupid' tooth brush!

So here's what happened . . . Morgan had apparently placed one of her tooth brushes in her brothers 'area' of their shared bathroom and he used it.  Basically no big deal, right??  Well turns out the tooth brush Tyson used, had been used by Morgan . . . to clean her shoes!!  YIKES!!  Well I did my best to refrain from gagging, it was all I could do to hold myself together.


ewwwwweeeeeeeeee!

T . . . why'd you put it with my stuff??

M . . . well, I didn't want the dog to get it!

T . . . ohhhhh, but it was okay for me to use it???

M . . . blah, blah, blah

T . . . STUPID tooth brush!

As Tyson and Morgan continue to bicker back and forth, Mikayla pipes up and says . . . "Is this show almost over?  Cuz we gotta get to school!" . . . and out the door she walks!  I was thankful for her jolt of energy and we all headed to the vehicle.  Rest assured these two continued to argue . . . for days!!!

The morale of the story . . . learn to laugh at your mistakes!!  I Believe . . . if you laugh at your mistakes, you'll never run out of things to laugh at!  Believe ME!

You don't have to brush all your teeth - just the ones you want to keep.  - Author Unknown

Monday, August 29, 2011

O Siem . . . we are all family!


Rest in Peace Marilyn Rose (Noskye) Pue
April 24, 1958  to August 21, 2011



Click To Listen: Susan Aglukark ~ O Siem

Sadly, this morning I attended a funeral service for my sister, my friend.  We first met in 1976, I was 7 and Marilyn was 18.  Through marriage Marilyn and I became step-foster sisters.  She quickly became an influential person in my world.  She introduced me to life with an older sibling and blessed our home with sweet little nieces.  She taught me how to iron, bake, craft, and smile.  Now ironing was a talent I didn't long possess, I was thankful for her patience and willingness to teach and share.  Marilyn became known as NoNo around our house and always wore the biggest of smiles!

As I sat at the service this morning, I quickly realized how different our lives had become . . . differences based on generation, experience, culture, and beliefs; and yet how similar our lives remained . . . based on family values and love.  As I listened to the music and the words spoken, I was reminded of a beautiful free spirit who touched the hearts of many.  I left the service very humbled and honored to have had the opportunity to share in Marilyn's life.

Dearest NoNo, you will be sadly missed . . . you have left behind a legacy with a beautiful family and memories galore!  I'm thankful for our paths having crossed and trust that we shall meet again.

A little reminder . . . always be kind, you never (I mean NEVER) know the impact you may have on some one's life.  Never underestimate the significance of a smile, a glance, an open door, a touch, a moment! 

I Believe . . . we are all family!



Love and death are the two great hinges on which all human sympathies turn. ~ B.R. Hayden

Friday, August 19, 2011

Night Shift?

The time, approximately 1:22 a.m.

As I sat at Tim Horton's waiting to pick Mikayla up after the Taylor Swift concert, I notice a vehicle pull up, whip a u-turn and park along the side street. As I'd had the privilege of a random check stop with the RCMP earlier in the evening, my first thought was that this vehicle was possibly a RCMP member wondering what I was doing in an empty parking lot at this hour.

Out of the car exits a dude who quickly pulls a hood over his head and strikes out across the parking lot carrying a . . . What is that?? Ah, a plastic bag. I thought; oh maybe night shift?? Night shift it was. He opens the door to the garbage disposal and pulls out the insert containing the recyclables. First bin number one, then bin number two. He dumps the contents of the bins into his bag as Santa would fill his sack with toys. This dude appears to have experience and has apparently been here before. Around the back of the building he goes to retrieve the contents of bin number three.

“Sometimes even to live is an act of courage.”  -Seneca


Stage left . . . in drives Mikayla. She hops in the vehicle with me and has just awoke from a lengthy ride. Tired, yet brimming with excitement over having seen her favorite music artist in the whole wide world.  I did my best to tune in to Mik's world however, I was distracted by the events going on beyond my immediate surroundings. Mikayla got herself buckled in and we head for home. Leaving Tim's I drive along the side street and past the other vehicle. I notice the trunk jimmied shut with a bungee cord. Apparently this wasn't the first stop. There were many bags loaded in the trunk.

My heart sank! Seriously, SANK!

My thoughts raced as I tried to understand this persons world . . .

Here I am picking my daughter up from a 'magical' event and a day which she has dubbed 'the best day of her life' . . . while someone else . . . . is working the night shift.

WOW!! Talk about a reality check!! Although I am usually snuggled in bed sleeping at home at this hour, I am very thankful for this experience as it served as a reminder to . . . COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS, I mean truly count your blessings!!!

Life is an opportunity, benefit from it.
Life is beauty, admire it.
Life is a dream, realize it.
Life is a challenge, meet it.
Life is a duty, complete it.
Life is a game, play it.
Life is a promise, fulfill it.
Life is sorrow, overcome it.
Life is a song, sing it.
Life is a struggle, accept it.
Life is a tragedy, confront it.
Life is an adventure, dare it.
Life is luck, make it.
Life is too precious, do not destroy it.
Life is life, fight for it.
— Mother Teresa