THOUGHT FOR THE WEEK:

Two thoughts ran through my mind like fire through pine beetle surrendered forests; the first, quickly delivered inside my own laughter sounded like, “He’s poking fun at me!” the second, as quickly delivered with a stun similar to the emotion carried by a falling tree was, “My ancestors are poking fun at him!”

I can still hear the crickets, and the woodpecker with the bright red cap that hung out by the old school for as long as I can remember. The tide is low; the smell of seaweed is intense. The huckleberries are so vivid in my mind’s eye that I’m sure I can smell them, though I know they have no scent.

It is truly wonderful what has been accomplished by and for women in the last century. Equal rights and opportunities at home, in society and in a career setting. We have come so far that it seems being a stay-at-home mother is an exception. Double income families have become the rule, and we have shaped our society and education to fit that choice of lifestyle. At the same time, life has become expensive, especially in a city like Victoria, to the point where having a doubl

I’ve heard it said that addiction is like playing Russian roulette; No one knows when they take that first drink or do that first drug, if they have the addiction gene or not. They do what many people do socially in society with no repercussion. Nothing happens to them. But someone with an addictive gene does the same thing, and they are addicted.