Scotland is still….. uhm Scotland woooot

The world watched with baited breath… I am not sure what baited breath is, having sat in a boat,  fishing….. I can imagine and… well blech. But, everyone was paying close attention.

My ancestors were Scottish, I feel great affinity for my Scottish bloodline. I am told I can do a great Scottish accent, but sometimes it has French overtones which gets a lot of giggles. When I try my accent out on people that are more recently from Scotland and still have wonderful accents.. I do receive nods… and somewhat strange looks as though they are wondering which area I may be from… some suggest area 51…. eeeps.

But Scotland is still… wait what is it? Undivided. hmmm. Maybe it is more divided right now. I know Quebec has gone through this a few times, and each time it seems more divided.

Read on, I have more…

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Today… Is another one of those “Days”


 Wednesday, September 10

World Suicide Prevention Day 2014

We seem to have “days” for a lot of things now. A day to stop bullying, Mental awareness day, Causal Friday, pancake Tuesday…


I am not trying to belittle this, though. To bring awareness is one of the steps to removing the stigma. If having a day causes someone to read a blog, and rethink a decision… then these days are grand to have. 

With so many, they become muddled, treated with disdain, why are you wearing a pink shirt today… Why is that ribbon on your car, but people ask. 

So this is why we have those days.

Why is there only one day that is World Suicide Prevention day? For me, this is every day. But then I have seen more than my share of attempts, I have intervened directly in some, I have intercepted ones that I felt were fast approaching also. I know I will see more, I wish that this was not so.

Today Cat posted two lines on his blog, you can read  Cats Post here that I wish to share.

“Back then, every turn was met by another brick wall. I’m not exactly sure what changed or when, and neither can I say there is light at the end of the tunnel, but at least there is a tunnel.”

It is hard to see that tunnel sometimes, that tomorrow, the one that may finally be a bit better. We must always look down the tunnel though, allow for that tomorrow.


Because of this next bit I am also borrowing from Cat.


“Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco is well known for its suicides. Its massive height of 756feet almost guarantees few survivors. Without a doubt, the leap over the edge is most certainly that final decision.

Up until last year, out of more than 1,500 people to jump, only 34 survived. More than 50% of them said they instantly regretted jumping. Half way down, they suddenly realised there was in fact another option.  I cannot help but think of those who took that final thought to their graves.


I  am finishing this post with a reblog of a post I did not too long ago. Because if reading it gives a tiny flicker, to someone that is thinking.. If it makes someone abort a decision, to rethink, to wait for tomorrow, I will be happy.

I was at the hospital when a call came in, I was asked to ride along, we did not know how far things had progressed, it was hoped, not this far.


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The shed went up, woooot

Well we did it. We built a shed!

The day before assembly we worked on the floor, there is a kit of sorts that has framing that you put plywood on.We made the frame, there are a lot of parts. We bought a cordless drill with a screwdriver tip to put in the million screws it came with. Then the frame is placed on cement patio slabs and leveled. You don’t use a hammer at all. darn. I am good at hammering. 

eeeps patio slabs. Plywood, we checked the box and sure enough there were no patio slabs or sheets of plywood packed. Sheish.

Off to the building supply store… but plywood is in big sheets and even if you try to, folding it to put in the trunk doesn’t seem to work.

What do you mean it is not cut to size?

This shed thing became more complicated, but we remembered the look our neighbour gave us when he asked who was going to assemble it.

do you deliver small loads?



puppy dog eyes really work you know.


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Do it yourself. you can do it….

We decided that we need to move some of our garden tools and some storage items out of our garage and into a shed. We want to build a very nice shed that does not look like a shed, but that will be for next year. So in the meantime we just need a quick fix.


last week we found a good deal on a shed that was on sale and was even cheaper when we paid for it, wooot double bonus. It will be delivered this week. It is not pretty but it will hold some of the items that are in our way now and we can hide it behind the garage.


but needs to be assembled.

It will be nice to have the extra storage though.


But that will be easy right? To assemble? 

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Depression is an equal opportunity employer

Yesterday, I heard this often with my patients, I received an email from a blogger friend too, with the same question.

Robin Williams had everything, success, friends, money…  With all of that he still let go, he had all that to hold on to… and yet it was not enough.

I have none of that, why should I continue, what do I have to hold on to, what do I have to look forward too.

Tough questions.

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I’m only human

 A while ago I blogged about Anna Clendening, She sang on AGT (Americas got talent) and has moved on in the competition to the next level, hopefully tonight she continues. Anna battles anxiety and depression, like so many do. To go on the show she had to overcome so much, more than most of us could ever imagine. Much more.

She did so great too.

She sang again last night. I thought her song choice was incredible, listen to the words.

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Bereavement & Anger

Bereavement the sometimes not so silent grieving process when we lose a loved one.

There are stages in the grieving process, 3, 5, 7 steps that circle and change … honestly putting the stages to words doesn’t really matter. Making lists does not matter, we grieve differently. Understanding some steps though can help.

It helps to know that some of the stages are normal and why we may feel differently than what was normal.


This is a stage in the process. We all deal with grief differently. Each loss can be different for us.

Why anger?

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