My husband and I were into the second day of a weeklong road trip when we encountered an ominous summer storm. As lightning flashed and thunder boomed, I cowered further down in my seat and fearfully asked whether it would be wiser for us to pull over and wait out the bad weather.

Recently our federal government—and specifically our Finance Minister—has announced that it is time to correct a great injustice.

Although unique in personality and temperament, each one of my grandchildren possesses the strong family trait of having a wacky sense of humour. Raised without creative limitations, these incredible creatures are always plotting, using their imaginations to come up with some over-the-top activity, making the time I spend with them extremely entertaining.

Anyone who has read my commentaries has heard my rants on engagement before. I know I’m not alone in my thoughts. On social media, I often see comments from those who respond to complaints with encouragements for people to get more involved in the community.

One of the things I love to do on a hot summer day is sit in my inflatable chair and float on the lake. Gently bobbing over the water while the sun warms my face creates a deep sense of calm and wellbeing in me.

As she walked to her vehicle, a younger man came up beside her. Just as he was about to get into his truck, she commented, “Our trucks sure look dirty.”