Thursday, 8 November 2012

Thank You, 30!!!!


Trying to decide what to write for my first “personal” post has been...a challenge. Even as I am typing this, I have no idea what I am going to say. Should I write about starting my job? My friends? What I like to do in my spare time besides read? No, no, and no. Today, I shall write about turning 30.

I turn 30 in 51 days. I believe it is a milestone. Turning 25 is a milestone as you are now officially a quarter of a century old, but 30 is...different. I’m not sure why it’s a milestone, exactly, but it is. It’s also an age in which you start to reflect on the things you have done in your life. You question who you are, where your life is headed, and of course, the dreaded, will I have a husband and kids?

When I look back on my life, I feel pretty good about it. Is it anything close to what I thought it would be? Um, no. Are there things I wish I had done that I didn’t? Definitely. One of those things is French. I began taking French in elementary school just like everyone else and took a course in grade 9, again, like everyone else. Unlike my friends, I continued taking it until the end of grade 11. I was pretty decent at it, I learned it pretty well, but no one in my life spoke French and I eventually lost the interest and my knowledge. Now, at 29, I wish I had stuck with it. I wish I had taken it until the end of high school and continued taking it in post-secondary education. I now know a few people who speak French and here I am stuck with bonjour, au revoir, comment ca va?, ca va bien/mal/tres bien, and other basics like that. Learning French is very important to me and I am considering getting Rosetta Stone. I have heard great things about it and it is simple and easy to use. I’ll let you know what I decide ;).

Another thing that stands out when I look back on my life is that I lived in Calgary. I still find this hard to believe and have days that I wake up and my first thought is, “I used to live in Calgary.” I don’t know why this is so strange to me. I talked about moving to Calgary since I was a kid, so the fact that I followed through on it should not be a surprise, right? My time in Calgary was challenging and I was pretty homesick. I learned a great deal of things about myself while I was there, though. 1) Having a support system around is extremely important to me. 2) I am way more independent than I thought. 3) I can handle more than I thought. 4) I am actually a social person and make friends very easily. I was even told this past summer that I am a social butterfly!!! 5) It can be hard to make the best of a difficult situation, but in order to survive, that is what must be done. I made some really great friends when I was in Calgary and was able to experience some really great things. I fell in love with the mountains and I even fell in love with the plains. Even though I have been back in Ontario for 10+ months now there are still people I talk to from Calgary on a regular basis. They are pillars in my life and always will be. 

 My first time on the University of Calgary campus - September 2007

 Trip to Lake Louise - December 2010

Primatology Field School, Belize - June 2010

The most recent thought in my mind has been “who am I?” I do not have all the answers to this question, and I probably never will, but going through the journey is half the battle, right? I have been making a lot of changes in my life in recent months and am happy to report that they are going well. It can be hard to find the positive in any situation, but that is what I have been trying to do. And I am succeedingJ. I am trying to be more mindful of the people in my life and help out in whatever way I can. I am making the best of the situation I am in and working toward changing it to be what I want. I am by no means a perfect person, I have made my fair share of mistakes in my life, but I am grateful for it all. If I had not made the mistakes I did, I would not be the person I am. I am sorry about the people I have hurt along the way. The mistakes I have made have been life-changing experiences, and I am not the type to make the same mistake twice. I am not going to sit here and list all of the bad things I have done, but I will say that I try not to live with regrets. I believe everything happens for a reason, and that reason may not be apparent at the time. At some point, though, understanding will come and we are able to see things differently. If I changed one mistake I made in my life, I would be a completely different person, in a completely different place. I am happy to be who I am, where I am, and going through the things I am going through.

I saw this on Facebook the other day and I wanted to share it:
“I know today is Monday and you assume it’s probably gonna suck balls, but according to statistics, there will be over 5,000 weddings, 10,000 childbirths, and 42 million hugs occurring today throughout the United States. Also today, there will be at least 4 people that win multi-million-dollar lotteries, 600 people who get a promotion at work, and 3,000 people who lose their virginity. There will also be 600 dogs adopted, 35,000 balloons sold, and 800,000 Skittles eaten. Plus, the words “I love you” will be said over 9 million times. So again, I know today is Monday and you assume it’s probably gonna suck, but just smile because according to statistics, it should actually be a really nice day.”

So, in looking back on my life, and looking ahead to turning 30, I can feel good about where my life is headed and hitting this next milestone. I am lucky to have the things that I have, the people I have in my life, and the cutest cats in the world. Who says I have to have kids by the time I’m 30? Who says I have to have kids at all? Or get married? I make the rules for my life and I make the plan. I can take a photography class, get my French back, maybe even learn how to play the piano. I still have plenty of time to do all the things I wish to do, but in the meantime, I’m the happiest I’ve ever been and I have turning 30 to thank for it.

 Michelle, myself, and Claudia at my convocation - June 2012

Susan and I at Niagara Falls - July 2012

Jen and I at the Cambridge Butterfly Conservatory (no, I'm not naked! I'm wearing a strapless top haha) - September 2012














Tuesday, 6 November 2012

Let Me Help You Buy Some Books...

Good Morning!

I have decided to make today the day of my first contest! I am looking to generate more interest in my blog and I need YOUR help! Not only am I looking for more fans on my Facebook page (https://www.facebook.com/pages/Tammy-For-The-Love-of-Reading-Blog/333771939988649), but I am looking for more "followers" here on my blog!


So, here's the deal:
Every person that "likes" my FB page and "follows" my blog will have their name entered for a draw to win a $25 Chapters giftcard (Canadian Funds)! If you "like" my FB page AND "follow" my blog, you will have your name entered twice!
I have not forgotten those of you who have been supporting me since the beginning!!!! For every person you get to "like" and "follow" me, you will have your name entered into the draw! For example, if person ABC gets 5 friends to "like" my FB page and 2 friends to "follow" my blog, ABC will have their name entered 7 times! The more friends you get to sign up, the better your chances are! I just need to know who recommended my FB page or blog so their name can be entered.
The contest will close on November 18th, 2012.

Best of luck! I hope you win!

Come see me on Thursday for "Tammy Thursdays", where I will write a personal blog about some things that are going on in my life, my favourite books, what I am reading but not blogging about, or anything else that comes to my mind!

Happy Reading!!!


Mistaken Identity

Mistaken Identity – by Don & Susie Van Ryn and Newell, Colleen & Whitney Cerak With Mark Tabb

 
“Meet Laura Van Ryn and Whitney Cerak: one buried under the wrong name, one in a coma and being cared for by the wrong family.
Five lives were lost in a tragic accident involving a Taylor University van, and one student, severely injured and comatose, was rushed to the hospital.
Five funerals were held. Families, faculty, students, and communities grieved their losses and joined in prayer and hope as the one young woman, Laura Van Ryn, fought for her life in a hospital bed. The national news spread the story, and people everywhere shared the grief and the hope.
Five weeks passed for the Cerak family. Believing they had buried their daughter, the Ceraks clung to their faith and worshipped God through their grief, learning to look forward with hope to an eternal reunion with their lovely daughter Whitney.
Five weeks passed for the Van Ryns. Keeping a constant bedside vigil over their precious daughter Laura, they sat and prayed and hoped. Confronted with tubes and surgeries, vital signs and healing signs, they rejoiced at each tiny advance toward recovery. Their friends and church and family members, along with a steady stream of students, celebrated with them each sign of Laura’s healing.
And then the shock!
“Okay, Laura, I would like you to write your name for me,” the occupational therapist said.
W-H-I-T-N-E-Y.”
A grief reversed. A hope deferred. The stunning true story of two families trading places from graveside to bedside.  (from book cover)


Review:

I recall hearing about this story when it happened back in 2006. I remember thinking how horrible it must have been to be the family who thought their daughter was alive, only to find out she had been buried. By another family. I still feel that way, of course, but this book has shown how amazing these two families are. I read this book because I remembered hearing about it when it happened. I started it during the time I was having a difficult time focusing on reading and books, and I found I had a hard time putting it down. It is an incredible story and, as I said, both of these families are amazing. They are both very religious families, and while I do not share their faith in God and religion, I was amazed at the sense of community I felt while reading this book. All involved turned to people of their faith, their families, and God for guidance and support to get them through this tragedy they found themselves in. I was blown away by the strength they all had, as well as how understanding and accepting they all were. When the Van Ryns discovered their daughter, Laura, had in fact died the night of the accident, they were not angry that they had been taking care of a stranger, but happy they were there to help her through such a difficult time. And when the Ceraks found out that their daughter, Whitney, was the girl in the hospital, they truly felt for the Van Ryns because they knew how it felt to lose a child.
I think this story is one of hope, community, and the miracles of life. After I finished reading Mistaken Identity, I sat and stared at the book for a while, just trying to process everything I had learned. It’s hard not to reflect on your own life after reading such a story, and you certainly appreciate the people you have in your life. If you have an interest in non-fiction books, I suggest you read this book. Even if you don’t, it is a very interesting read. I give this book a 3.5/5.

Happy Reading!

Next Review: Where We Belong by Emily Giffin