Friday, September 30, 2011

Intimacy Issues

Why does it seem like everyone has intimacy issues these days? We live in a world of technology that has helped us hide who we are and what we need. As a society we hide behind email, texting, Facebook and Twitter at the expense of real relationships. Humans are social creatures and that doesn’t mean “social media”.

I have to admit to being a bit of a hypocrite writing this because I’m not very social and I love text messages but having said that I can also admit that I crave real connections. I want to know people and be known. Up until I started writing here I was an obsessively private person and to a certain extent that is still true; but I'm learning to be more open.

I’ve mentioned that some of the criticism I’ve received is that I’m too personal. I’ve made a couple of people uncomfortable with my honesty and at first I couldn’t figure out why and now I realize that by putting my truth out there it is an invitation for other people to do the same. With the exchange of truth comes intimacy. If I tell you what I need and you reciprocate then what? Where does that leave us? All of a sudden we have a relationship and relationships come with responsibility and a deeper knowing. As intimacy grows so does the fear that people will get to know the real us and possibly reject us. But aren’t we rejecting each other by not allowing real relationships to grow?

Facebook, Twitter and all the other social media sites and technology have us believing that updating our statuses regularly and having our ‘friends’ comment are relationships. My children both have 700 – 800 ‘friends’ on Facebook and recently Bradley told me that he wouldn’t even recognise many of them if he saw them at the mall.

I guess I’m old fashioned, but to me friends are the people who enrich our lives and our experiences.  They are people we know we can call when we need something. They are the people we think of when things go well for us....or not. Friends are the people we choose to spend our time with, and without growth and intimacy these relationships are cold, empty and unfulfilling.

Allowing intimacy is really just feeling safe with people; it’s trusting, not others, but ourselves. It’s trusting that if someone or something bites us in the ass we’ll still be OK. We can risk getting to know one another. We can risk giving ourselves to friends and family. We can risk being seen for who we truly are. We really can

Wednesday, September 28, 2011


Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom. 
~Marcel Proust

I was inspired by this quote and a homework assignment Bradley was working on last night.  He was supposed to find a quote and summarize what the quote meant to him in a word or two. To Bradley this quote means friends/friendship.

Friendship is something I’ve been giving a lot of thought to lately. Because I’m very introverted and shy I’ve never had many friends. I decided shortly after my Dad died that I needed more people in my life. Seems simple enough right? To most people it is – in fact to about 80% of the population it’s an easy thing. We live in an extroverted/outgoing world and to an introvert it can be an incredibly intimidating place to be.

I used to wish to be more outgoing but it never happened and now I’m glad it didn’t. I’m finally happy to be as introverted as I am. I enjoy what it brings into my life and who I am because of it. However, as I said, I decided I needed more people – more friends in my life and this required a great deal of thought (did I mention how introverted I am? J). This is one of the reasons I decided to start my blog and put myself out there a little more. I know I need to be open to people and to possible friends for friendship to happen so that’s what I’ve been working on. It’s interesting how a simple change in attitude has brought new people into my life and deepened some of my existing relationships. It makes me wonder why I didn’t make this change years ago.

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

First Frost

I walked around the yard and garden for the first time since we had frost last week. As much as I enjoy the Fall I really hate seeing my garden slowly but surely dying off. The morning glories in the main garden were done immediately, as were the tomatoes. I still have a few morning glory stragglers left in the bed beside the house. I’m not sure if the frost has gotten most of them or if it’s Astro running through the bed that’s killed almost everything in it. I guess next spring I’m going to have to fence all the gardens. I’ll think about that through the winter.

With the nice weather winding down I’m taking a few minutes every morning to wander a little with the girls and my camera to see what I can see. This morning I came upon a few weary flowers and a mini visitor who decided to let me take a few pictures of him. A few minutes admiring the ‘wild life’ is important to me knowing that soon the only animals we’ll consistently  see around here are the turkeys and the Canadian geese munching on what’s left of the corn once the field has been harvested.

Monday, September 26, 2011

It’s a Moody Monday

With the days getting shorter, Jon and I are getting up in twilight. Most days I don’t even notice, but this morning I got up and looked out one of the library windows and this is what caught my eye....

What a beautiful moody sky to start my week. As I stood outside this morning for a few minutes the sky changed colours almost as quickly as I could capture it. With Fall here and Winter fast approaching we need to enjoy the dawn of every beautiful day. Here’s to a wonderful week!

Friday, September 23, 2011


I’m going to start today by admitting a little secret. I’m envious of organized people. I wish to be one. In keeping with my 30 day theme of looking after myself and doing things that feel good I asked myself if being organized would bring me joy and the answer was a resounding YES!!

I think there’s hope for me. I’m organized in a few areas of my life. My linen closet is organized, my books definitely are and my sock drawer mostly is. When I think of doing something or learning something my first thought is always to get a book, but I don’t think a book is the right answer in this case. I’ve been watching organizing shows on HGTV but all they do is throw everything out so there isn’t really anything left to organize. Jon and I have downsized as much as we possibly can right now so there is nothing else to throw out and since we live in an old log house our closets are pretty much non-existent; which leaves me wondering where to start.

   Here’s my list of things that need organized:

My time!
Filing, how to, what to keep, what should go
The office area
Bills – again, do I keep them or what?
Tax stuff – what do I need and what don’t I need to keep
Jon’s business stuff
General household junk (for lack of a better word)

I feel like being organized should come naturally to me. And if not me, then Jon, he’s logical and analytical and organizing should be right up his alley. I have an excuse; at least I tell myself I do...I’m creative, I like creative chaos J. If you happen to be disorganized too, feel free to use my excuse; I don’t mind sharing. And if you’re an organized person please send tips and suggestions – I can definitely use as many of them as I can get!

Thursday, September 22, 2011

Turtle Time

I can’t remember the last time I had a day to do whatever I wanted to. I’ve been going and going the last few weeks and I’m really tired of it.  I wish I could pretend to be a turtle and just pull myself into my shell and stay there until I feel like coming out. On Monday I decided that I would give myself a month of looking after myself and of putting my needs first in my life but I forgot that I had several days of dental appointments lined up. When I was thinking of doing things for myself I briefly held the idea that those thirty days would be enjoyable and that I would only do the things that I want to do. Unfortunately I forgot about all the shoulds and have tos.

I don’t know where all my stamina has gone. I can remember working full time, looking after the boys, my house and still having time for a social life and hobbies. Now I can barely find the stamina – or the time to do the bare necessities. Clearly I’m not doing a very good job of looking after myself. I wonder when that changed – or why I let it. I guess ultimately that’s the question I need to answer for myself. Why have I let myself off the hook when it comes to me? I deserve better.

In these moments I wonder what other people do to de-stress and relax. I know I’m not the only person struggling with all of this stuff.

You know what? I’m tired of listening to myself whine – so in addition to my thirty days of (trying) to do a better job looking after myself I’m also going to give up whining and complaining. I might regret putting that in writing when Jon reads this, but what the heck – here’s to 30 days of no whining and focusing on the positive instead of the negative. Since I don’t have any dental appointments scheduled for the next month I’m confident that I can do this...wish me luck!

Monday, September 19, 2011

Zero to Sixty

For the last few months I’ve been aware of feeling a strong sense of discontent. I’ve written about it here a few times and I’ve talked about it endlessly with Jon and I’ve pushed myself to do this and that and a million things. I think I’ve been going about it in the wrong way. I started writing here as a way to get more in touch with myself and my life and to go deeper into what makes me me, and what brings me joy.

I either don’t do something or I commit fully. In this case I’ve committed fully and I think I’m wearing myself out. It’s become a job – not the writing; I love writing and could do it all day every day. I’ve been beating myself up a lot lately as I try to push myself to accomplish these crazy to-do lists. I’ve been trying to go from 0 to 60 in the blink of an eye and it’s not working for me. It’s too much. I’ve been putting all this unnecessary pressure on myself – and I’m doing just the opposite of what I set out to do. Joy has all but left the building and I’m too tired and stressed out to get in touch with anything; let alone myself and my own needs.

I decided that for the next 30 days I’m going to walk my talk. I’m going to make myself my first priority. For the next month I will do all the things that make me feel good. I will look after myself in the best way I know how – I am going to do exactly what I set out to do when I started writing here. I am going to cultivate simplicity, ease, creativity and joy in as many moments as I can. Will you join me?

Friday, September 16, 2011

Happy Anniversary Honey!

Today’s post is dedicated to the most amazing man I know; my husband Jon. Tomorrow is our sixth wedding anniversary and a celebration of one of the happiest days of my life.

“Once, right in the middle of an ordinary life, love gives you a miracle.”

We’re a bit of an odd pair. He grew up on a farm and I grew up in the city, he comes from a large close knit family, I don’t, he’s logical and I’m creative, he’s tall and I’m short. J I guess we’re a case of opposites attracting and I’m very glad we do.

When we first met, Jon thought I was one of the weirdest people he’d ever he’s my biggest supporter. I feel so grateful to know he’s always in my corner loving me unconditionally. I’ve given him challenge after challenge and he’s risen to them all. When we got married he became step Dad to a 10 year old and a 14 year old – how’s that for asking a lot? Now of course my kids are perfect ....however, when you’re a young man with no experience with kids having a readymade family can be stressful, but Jon stepped up to the plate and always tried to do his very best. That doesn’t mean we haven’t had conflict, because of course we have; what it means is that Jon came into our existing family with an open heart. He was more than willing to love my boys – he expected to and he does. The best part? They know it. Shane and Bradley know they can count on Jon for whatever they need. He’s managed to blend being a parent and being a friend to them.  Is there more a mother can ask than to have the man she loves love her children? Not to me.

In our time together I’ve learned so much from him. I can see the world through eyes other than my own and what a wonderful gift that is. He makes me laugh and  sometimes cry, he makes me feel safe and loved and very often when I see him across the room my heart still does a summersault in my chest and that makes me smile and remember what falling in love feels like.  I look in his eyes and I see love looking back at me. I need nothing more.

I love you Jon, now and forever.

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Being Lazy

It is so much easier to be lazy. Well Duh! is probably coming to mind right now, but sometimes the obvious is worth stating. This trying to get into shape is a lot of hard work. Today is one of those days that I’d really rather be lazing around the house puttering at not much of anything. It’s a day to wander the yard with the girls and see what Fall is doing to the flowers. It might even be a day to lounge in my zero gravity chair and read all day. But no – I’m not going to do that because I have a to-do list a mile long and because I’ve committed to getting more active and to getting a certain number of things done every day.

Here’s my list for today:

My blog entry
Walk Astro 2 kilometres
Do at least 1 hour of homework on all my courses (that’s 3 hours total)
Clean the bathroom
Work on Jon’s website and/or sign

So far I’m working on my blog entry – that’s all and it’s now 10:30. I’m moving slowly today so my list might be a bit ambitious. What’s that law? Things in motion stay in motion – I’d really better get moving!! J

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

My Love Affair with Books

“I’ve always imagined that Paradise will be a kind of library.” – Jorge Luis Borges

I’ve been reading for 38 years now. I’m so grateful to have been introduced to reading when I was very young. I’ve been madly in love with books for as long as I can remember and apparently since before that. My grandmother used to tell me that while some kids slept with teddy bears or dolls I’d sleep with my favourite books. I would curl up with them just like any other child would with a stuffy. Not much has changed; except now if I’m sleeping with a book it’s because I fell asleep reading J!

I love old books, new books, picture books and novels. I love big books and small books and everything in between. I love the way an old well read favourite feels just as much as I love cracking open a book that no one has opened before me. I’ve read ones that have changed my life, or moved me to tears, I’ve read ones that I’m not sure why they were published and I’ve loved them all. If you read my profile you’ll know that I have about 3500 of them and counting. With complete honesty I can say that my life would not be the same if not for books and reading. Too many books, too little time feels like my motto.

I can look at my books shelves and many of them bring back wonderful memories. I have several of my childhood favourites, many of my children’s favourites. I have at least a few from almost every phase of my life. Parenting books, computer books, Nora Roberts novels, art and craft books, fitness and nutrition etc, etc. I can see the evolution of my life by looking at my book shelves and it’s a wonderful feeling to see all the things I’ve been interested in over the years.

Some books offer information, some offer inspiration, some offer humour and some offer comfort but without them my life would be radically different. I would probably have a few more pair of shoes or more clothes but I know I wouldn’t be the same without my books.....they are well and truly the best friends I’ve ever had. It’s unfortunate that my boys didn’t get the bug because reading has been such a gift to me and it’s enriched my life in ways I can’t describe. With that in mind I’m going to start talking about some of the ones I’ve read over the years and ones that I’m currently reading. If you’re a reader and book lover there are many great websites to check out.  One of my favourites is, it’s a social media site dedicated to reading, readers and books. If you’re on it already check me out (Lynne W) and if not, I invite you to join me there. I’ve managed to get about 500 of my books listed so far and eventually I hope to get them all listed. Happy reading!

 “I cannot live without books.” – Thomas Jefferson

 “If a book is worth reading, it is worth buying.” – John Ruskin

BTW – here’s a look at a few of the titles I’m currently enjoying.

Monday, September 12, 2011


Yesterday didn’t go as planned and I found myself with an unexpected afternoon to myself. Bradley’s football game was forfeited by the other team so rather than a Sunday afternoon at the field I had a Sunday afternoon to do with however I pleased. Bradley and a friend were watching football and Jon was doing yard work so I decided it was far too beautiful a day to waste. I took my camera and headed off on a mini adventure. I ended up at Purdon Conservation Area which is part of The Mississippi Valley Conservation Authority.

Although I spend most of my time alone I very rarely take time just for me. I spend my days at home alone with usually just the dogs for company but I’m always doing the things that need to be done. I’m fortunate that I can take a walk at mid-day or garden if I feel like it, but for the most part my days aren’t spent doing things just for me. What a treat yesterday was! Just the drive alone was wonderful. It’s so cliché, but being out alone with just my thoughts for company and enjoying the sun and the wind while driving was so relaxing.

Purdon is famous for its wild orchids that bloom in June and early July with many people heading that way to see them, but by this time of year the area is pretty quiet. When I got there the only people around were a young couple and their little girl. Lillian chatted my ear off for a few minutes but soon she and her family went off in one direction and I went off in another. My home is pretty quiet most of the time; I don’t regularly watch TV or listen to the radio and we’re about 1000’ from the road so the only thing I consistently hear are the birds, but it’s nothing like being out in the bush alone.

After walking along the path for a few minutes I sat on a bench and let my mind wander. Between the dappled sunlight, the fallen logs and all the moss it’s a very magical place. I saw an old stump that looked like a fairy castle and I let myself dream for a few moments about what might be happening in the stump as I sat and watched. I could all but hear my grandmother laughing and telling me what a vivid imagination I have. The silence was stunning, and in that moment I felt what we all search for – for a brief second I could feel the divine. We all find it in different ways and at different times and yesterday I found it for a moment while dreaming of fairies in the silence.

Thursday, September 8, 2011

A Change of Pace

Let’s have a change from our regularly scheduled programming today. I’ve had a couple of weeks of intense stress and it’s starting to get to me. If anyone is looking for a mortgage let me tell you a mortgage broker NOT to go to. I’m doing my best to look after myself but it’s now 12:45 and while writing I’m also cooking Shane and I (chicken) bacon and eggs for lunch. Something has to give and I’m hoping it’s not me.

Last night I was moving files and photos over from my old computer and I came across some very nice pictures that I’ve taken over the last couple of years and I thought I’d share a few of them. I’m still having trouble with my camera which means at the moment I can’t take it for a walk to de-stress, and Astro is driving me completely nuts so I’m not going to find a walk with her to be relaxing. The best thing I can come up with right now is looking at pictures and if that’s all I’ve got then I’m going to make it work. Here’s hoping the end of my week goes better than the beginning of it.

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Fat and Thin and Everything in Between

I’ve been fat and I’ve been thin. I’ve been fit and muscular enough that people stopped me in the grocery store to tell me what they thought about it and I’ve been fat enough to wish no one would ever notice me and within those two extremes I’ve been everything in the middle. I honestly can’t tell you which is easier. If you’ve never been heavy then you probably can’t understand that comment but if you’ve been both you’ll know exactly what I mean.

In my former life I was a hairstylist and being in the ‘beauty industry’ requires a certain amount of attention to details and presentation. For almost twenty years I allowed myself to be influenced by what the media, fashion and society deemed beautiful or attractive. I very rarely thought to ask myself what I wanted or what I liked. I’ve always thought of myself as a strong independent thinker but truth be told I let myself be towed along while I listened to what the world told me was valuable. I put stock in fashion magazines and trends all the while using the excuse that I was in the industry and needed to be current. What a pile of bullshit! I was too afraid to ask myself what was important to me; it was far easier to let other people assign my value by how they perceived me.

Let’s move ahead several years and now I’m in the midst of a depression like I’d never experienced before. Functioning was tricky but when you’ve got children and a life to live you just plug away at doing what you can and all the while praying for a miracle; praying for something – anything to change.  Let’s move ahead again. This time about a year; it’s the middle of the night and the despair is so intense I can physically feel it. Sleeping isn’t an option, the only option seems to be feeling the pain, acknowledging and accepting it. I have a thought that seems as though it’s come from someone else’s mind – “let it be and it will leave you be”. What the hell does that mean exactly? I don’t know, but I decide to try to let it be. I sit alone in the living room and just let go. I stop fighting the sadness and pain and gradually as I sit there I realize something has finally changed. It’s me - I’m different. I feel as different as I imagine I might feel if I woke up from a coma not remembering who I am.

I wish I could say I woke up the next morning and I’ve only been happy from that moment on, but that wouldn’t be true. I’m still questioning and learning things about me, but what did happen is that I realized what an amazing place I was in and what an opportunity I had to change. I embraced that change and I gave myself permission to be me – to be exactly who I am and to learn who I’m becoming. I took the time needed to learn what I love, what makes me smile and what makes me sad, and most importantly what brings me joy.

The first thing I learned about myself was that I disliked working out so hard. So I started taking days off. One day here and there turned into eight years. The second thing I learned was that I really don’t care for hair. Mine or anyone else’s, so I cut off 19 inches of my hair. The third thing I learned about myself was that I love being introverted and sensitive, and it’s a good thing to be me most of the time. I think I've come full circle. I used to be a woman who put her value entirely on her outside appearances and then I was a woman who put her value entirely on who she was on the inside and now I realize that while health and wellness need to originate  from the inside, it needs to encompass the outside too. We’re body, mind and spirit and when we can get them all working together we have the potential to be amazing!

Just like yesterday, I’d love to hear your thoughts on what health and wellness mean to you. Please comment here (if they’ll work), on my Facebook page or email me at

BTW – I love this picture because I think it’s me if I was a tree....a little odd, a little wonky; but definitely a tree J

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Change is in the Air!

I’ve been thinking, and if you’ve been reading, I can see how it might appear that I’m bothered by aging. It’s not the aging so much as the changes in my life and my body that are the problem. I mentioned in my last post about still feeling thirtyish and I really do – except when it’s time to chase after the dog or get up out of bed when I’ve been sleeping flat on my back. I know I can’t complain because I have well and truly done this to myself. A short 8 years ago I was working out daily....logging about 7 – 10 hours training a week and eating like a healthy cook book author. Now I can’t even remember the last ‘real’ workout I had and by real I mean something besides walking the dogs or dancing like a dork around my kitchen when no one is watching.

I would very much like to blame Jon for the changes because they coincide with his entrance into my life but that would be irresponsible and untrue. It is true that Jon loves his junk food and that his idea of activity is mowing the lawn (we have a ride on mower), however he never once made me eat potato chips or Chinese food – I’ve done that all on my own. Now I have to deal with the consequences.

I know how to do this because I’ve been into fitness and nutrition my whole life. I used to be a dancer, then I was a (very amateur) bodybuilder and as mentioned up until 8 years ago I exercised on a daily basis. Having the know how hasn’t motivated me to do anything – and I mean anything, besides the odd week or so of effort here and there. Clearly not enough to make any changes in my health or fitness levels. The only thing I’ve done consistently the last couple of years is talk about it....a lot. Thank God my family is patient J

So the change that I’ve been feeling lately is the desire and the intention to get healthy and fit again. I’m really looking forward to feeling good about myself and my body again; although I have to be completely honest and say I’m really not looking forward to all the hard work. It’s not about the number on the scale (although pounds lost are definitely part of the deal). It’s about feeling healthy and whole and fit. It’s about enjoying my body and activity again. Mostly it’s about getting my outside Lynne to match my inside Lynne. I have a very strong idea about what healthy and whole means for me and that’s what I’m working toward.

I’m going to explore and talk about my vision of health and wellness here this week. I invite you to join me. I’d very much like to hear what other women have to say about the state of their health and wellness and what it means to them. Please tell me your thoughts here (if my comments will work!), on my Facebook page or email me at I’m looking forward to hearing from you!

Friday, September 2, 2011

It’s That Time of Year Again

The beginning of September is here again and for many of us this means back to school time. There are supplies to be purchased, new clothes and shoes to get, back packs to be filled and nerves to be soothed. But that’s not all that happens this time of the year. With the cooler weather starting and the kids being busy again many women look at the start of September as a new beginning, almost like a new year. I’ve been interested in fitness and nutrition almost all of my life and in health clubs/spas/community centres this is a busy time of year; while it’s not quite like resolution time in January it is certainly busy. But why? What makes September a new beginning?  If it was just the change in weather we’d have new beginnings all the time in our part of the world.

I know I’m feeling like change is in the air for me right now. I’m antsy and unfocused. I’m unsatisfied and discontent and these aren’t usual feelings for me. I love the fall and I always look forward to it but for some reason this year I have mixed feelings about what’s coming my way. I don’t know exactly what it is but I can say for certainty that there’s something coming and I feel like I may need to hunker down to get through.

I can’t remember where I heard the term spiritual discontent but I know it feels pretty accurate to what I’m feeling right now. I look in the mirror and sometimes I’m shocked. Who the hell is that woman staring back at me. She might look a little like me but she can’t be me.  In my mind I’m still thirtyish and slim and healthy. When I say that out loud it makes me laugh a can I be thirty when I have a twenty year old? But Shane being twenty doesn’t make it untrue it just makes it a little depressing. Today I’m 42, well on my way to 43 and change is coming my way – it has to. It’s time.

I read an online article by one of the authors that I regularly read and one of her suggestions was to write down a list of your priorities and of the things that are most important to you.

Here’s my list:

Jon/our marriage
Shane and Bradley/our family
Our extended family
Personal growth
Nature and the environment

I wrote it down and I looked at it, I felt like it was missing something. I went out and hung up my laundry and did a few things around the house and when I came back and re-read it I figured out what was missing. Me. I’m missing from my own list of what’s important to me. I know I’m not the only one who has a long list of important things without themselves on it. I also know we all need to change and put ourselves at the very top of the list. Yes – I said at the very top. We all deserve to be right at the top – number one in our own lives.

I’ve had some criticism that I’m writing too personally so I think I might hear that again with this one and that’s ok with me. I don’t have a problem speaking my truth. I’d like to live in a world where our own truths are accepted by us and welcomed by those around us. I’ve always said that I don’t like children and I’ve had many women shush me and tell me over the years that I shouldn’t say that. I’ve also always said that I’ve enjoyed my boys more and more the older they get. They’ve heard me say both forever and one thing I know with absolute certainty is that my children know I love them unconditionally. So if I can speak my truth with my children and they know I love them then I know I can speak my truth about anything. Which makes the question; will those around me welcome it? I guess it’s all about waiting to see what happens. I will keep you posted!

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Quotes I love This Week

I love quotes and I’ve been collecting them for years. I have books dedicated to them, I have post it notes everywhere with them jotted down and I often have them on the edge of my computer screen and on the front of the fridge. With regularity I share them with my Facebook friends and every now and then I learn that someone I know is a quote collector too and I immediately feel a closer connection with them. I never fail to find comfort and inspiration in the written word. The way people choose to express themselves always amazes me and this week has been no different. I’d like to share my favourite quotes of the week today. I’d also like to say that they’re in no particular order but in reality my most favourite one is the last one...I guess maybe it’s been one of those weeks ;-)

“A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out.” - Walter Winchell (1897 – 1972), American Journalist

“All the knowledge I possess everyone else can acquire, but my heart is exclusively my own.” - Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749 – 1832), German writer, Theoretical physicist, Artist and Biologist

"If nothing ever changed, there would be no butterflies." - Author Unknown

"My friends, love is better than anger. Hope is better than fear. Optimism is better than despair. So let us be loving, hopeful and optimistic. And we'll change the world," Jack Layton 1950-2011 Leader of the Official Opposition

"Before you diagnose yourself with depression or low self-esteem, first make sure that you are not, in fact, just surrounded by assholes." -William Gibson (1948 - ) American born, now Canadian novelist

Quotes are small things that really add to my life. Some days the right one helps remind me to be grateful, other days I’m given a little extra strength, some days it’s simply just a laugh.  Occasionally I shake my head because I can’t imagine why some people say the things they do and if I’m reading it as a quote then I wonder twofold – why would someone quote it? No matter how I look at it being a quote collector has added to my life, and having said that I think I may start a weekly tradition of sharing them here.