MAJOR NEWS ALERT (READ ON!)
If you’re like me, you love hockey; playing hockey, watching hockey and breathing hockey (it’s a thing). You get excited when you hear the Habs (insert any other team’s name….just not when I’m around), get overly competitive (Habs 4 life!) and cannot hear our national anthem being sung at a hockey game without getting goosebumps and a little teary eyed, READ on.
I’ve heard about the North American International Auto Show (NAIAS) in Detroit for many years. I would use social media to watch the updates coming out of Detroit with interest and enthusiasm, engaging with tweets and sharing updates on the hottest cars. I was thrilled when I received the invitation to attend this year’s NAIAS with Chevrolet as their 2015 Chevrolet Canada Ambassador.
We just returned from the world class North American International Auto Show held in Detroit, Michigan, thanks to Chevrolet. We had an absolutely amazing time (more blog posts to follow). In the meanwhile, if you’re itching to know all the latest and greatest from NAIAS, check out our complete coverage NAIAS #NAIASGM below. Be sure to follow us on Twitter and Instagram for more.
My heart once beat inside of her. It has been ten years since my mother passed and though she’s not here with me, a part of her spirit continues to beat inside of me. Life continues perpetually without her here. I have felt her absence every single one of those days. It aches inside of me, a dull pain that is masked by everyday small moments. Concealed but always felt. Pulsing harder at times, with every one of her nine grandchildren’s firsts she never witnessed, the children most of whom she never met. Those moments of excitement when I accomplished things she and I only ever dreamt of. Those late night talks when we’d chat about our future, my plans, our dreams, while snuggling under a big blanket together, sipping away at our piping hot mugs of chai. It sounds crazy at times when despite the years that pass, life’s milestones instantaneously make me want to pick up the phone and call her, share my excitement as I yearn for her to tell me how proud of me she is. Words that I know in my heart but long to hear her say in the sweetest of all voices.
Snow is on the ground, eggnog is in stores and the sounds of the holidays are all around us. Despite the fact that my family and I do not celebrate Christmas, I’ve been told on many an occasion that I take the holiday spirit and run with it (THINK marathon). I love buying eggnog, decorating gingerbread houses with the kids, baking and decorating cookies and prancing around to the #SoundsOfTheHolidays.
It feels like just yesterday that travelling across the border (US/CAN of course) used to mean switching into Airplane mode, then double and triple checking to make sure you don’t accidentally incur crippling roaming charges. I remember hearing horror stories from friends and family who had forgotten to switch their phones off during a trip down south and had a figurative heart attack when they received their bills!