We’re not moving…yet

Almost every month since the day I moved west from my family home in Ontario, someone has asked me when I am coming back.

At first it was three years, 2013 was the year I was going to return to Ontario and enter the media field there. But, I met a boy and fell in love with him. He proposed and we got married in October, 2012.  Continue reading “We’re not moving…yet”

Playing a little catch up…ok a lot of catch up

A little under nine months have gone by since my last post and now that things have calmed down a little I hope to get back to completing some semi-regular blog posts. I guess for this post I’ll catch you up on the whirlwind the last nine months have been for me.

In May of 2012 I was able to make a quick trip home to celebrate the 50th wedding anniversary of my Grandparents on my mom’s side. This was such a blessing. Not only were my grandparents celebrating 50 years of God’s faithful provisions in their lives, they were doing it in a year when their two oldest granddaughters would also say “I do” and begin their own marriages. The party was perfect and I can’t say thank you enough to the people who made it possible for me to be there. 

My beautiful niece Victoria

During that same weekend I got to meet my first niece. She captured my heart immediately, not that this was anything special. Victoria May-Lynn Feddema was the most precious baby I had ever set my eyes on and I could wait to start bragging about her – as you can see from this picture taken during the surprise bridal shower my mom and sisters planned for me. Needless to say it was very busy four days spent with lots of family. I don’t think I have ever been so aware of all the love that I am surrounded by as I was throughout the course of those four days.

In May the newspaper also hired a new employee. I’d like to say all kinds of nice things about this new hire but he only worked for the paper for a mere month and a half before leaving. Much lying and deception was involved so I’ll stick by the saying “If you have nothing good to say, don’t say anything at all.”

In June I visited Ashley in Bonneyville. It was nice to drive through a different part of northern Alberta and see more of the province. I arrived late at night and after catching up, massages (of course) and saying goodnight, we fell asleep only to awake early the next morning to head out on a shopping trip to Edmonton. Much was accomplished including finding shoes for my bridesmaids as well as myself (two pairs in fact because I couldn’t choose and if you think that’s bad, on the day of the wedding I actually had three to choose from), we also ordered Ashley’s bridesmaid dress and purchased a ton of candy for the wedding. It was so great to do a little wedding prep in Alberta with one of my bridesmaids.

July was fairly slow so I’ll skip to August. In August I once again flew home to celebrate alongside my sister Lyndsay and her new husband Erik who were married on August 18. We couldn’t have asked for better weather, the ceremony was beautiful, the reception was beautiful, Lynds was beautiful. The whole thing was beautiful.

I think that’s all the catch up I have time for now…but part two including wedding, honeymoon and christmas will be soon to come!

December in Ontario

Since I did not write a post during my brief holiday in Ontario, I thought I would post a few photos of some of the wonderful people I got a chance to visit.

The week began with a visit from Elise and Sandy. It was technically the first time I met Sandy, but I greeted him at the door with a  hug and felt as if we had hung out a million times before. Then Nicole arrived and we hung out, catching up on life and talking wedding until we went over to the Teeninga’s for a delicious dinner. Then the four of us headed over the Rebecca and Jory’s for our annual Christmas party.

Each year since grade 10 I have hosted a Christmas party. The guest list has seen some variation over the years as friends get busy with work, leave for other countries or, in the worst case, pass away. This year was the first year that Rachel VanHartingsveldt was not on the guest list. She has not attended in a couple years, but she was always invited. With her sudden passing this summer, annual events like our Christmas party mean so much more. I’m sad Rachel couldn’t be here to celebrate another Christmas with her family and friends, and if there is one thing her passing taught me, it is to make sure the people you love, know that they are loved.

Then Christmas Eve arrived. Hilarious family Christmas complete with an outstanding and gluttonous breakfast created the perfect start to a day that would culminate in lots of family, ice skating and a ton of delicious traditional food. It was great to see all my cousins and aunts and uncles, catch them up on my life and listen to the things that had happened to them. The boys have girlfriends and the girls are experimenting with makeup.

On Christmas day, my parents and I went to church, where they were greetors. So naturally I joined them. I was blown away by how many of the elderly people in the church knew I was living in Alberta and were happy to see my home. I guess that is what happens when both sets of grandparents attended the same church as you did.

On Boxing Day the Feddema’s came over. It was great to see all of them and to catch up with my grandma. The evening was spent laughing, carolling (because what would Christmas be without singing?), and riddle reading.

On the 27th I went to Toronto. Oh how I love Toronto. Large buildings, big malls, theatre, events, entertainment. Friends. I met up with Mel and Suzanne, who I had not seen since graduation. We tried to go shopping in the Eaton’s Centre but ended up sitting for hours in Starbucks, just doing what we do best. Drinking great coffee and talking.

On the 28th I met Karen for breakfast and I think I may have even made it home in record time. Karen and I always seem to lose track of time. When I got home we headed to Uxbridge to see my great aunt Femmie and uncle John. These relatives are basically my third set of grandparents and I always jump at the chance to go and visit them. I am happy my short visit to Ontario included a visit with aunt Femmie and uncle John.

On the 29th, my brother and sister-in-law came over and the family visited until I had to leave for the airport. All in all, it was a busy week, but I wouldn’t have had it any other way. I enjoyed my time at home and look forward to being home again at the beginning of August (for Nicole and Adom’s wedding that is!).

Saturday may be a very dismal day to be from Ontario

Just a few days from today, an Ontario Superior Court ruling will void parts of the Criminal Code relevant to prostitution.

While the changes will take affect only in Ontario, the decision is something that affects Canadians as a whole.

The judged ruled that provisions of the code that prohibit keeping a common bawdy house, communicating for the purposes of prostitution and living off the avails of the trade be thrown out.

Without these three sections of the code, prostitution becomes legal in Ontario.

The National Post  reported that should the prostitution laws be thrown out once and for all on Saturday, then certain neighbourhoods in Ontario would experience quickly the seedy consequences.

Police will be forced to abandon investigations of serious crimes that originated in prostitution. They will also have no legal reason to approach street prostitutes for help in crime reduction.

Perhaps most notably is the injustice this decision will have on the public. In certain neighbourhoods in Toronto, there are several home businesses on well-lit streets that are not as their small signs indicate. By striking down the provision that prohibits people from keeping a common bawdy house, this judge has also taken away the public’s right to report instances of prostitution around their homes.

As the National Post put it, “a massive underground industry will be instantly legalized with no regulation.”

The dominatrix that brought this case to the Superior court argued the criminal code provisions violated her charter rights of security of the person as well as her freedom of expression.

If this woman thinks that the Johns she provides a service to are going to be any less aggressive because prostitution is legal, she has another thing coming. It will be a while before pimps and Johns will be confident enough to use act casually within the confines of the industry. Society as a whole continues to maintain that prostitution is unethical.

I’m not really sure where to go from here. Perhaps that’s because I can’t wrap my head around the whole thing. It just seems so very far fetched.

Saturday might be a sad day to be from Ontario.