Posts By: Hazel Anaka

Hazel Anaka

From Where I Sit – Big Enough for all Creatures

Seeing a herd of whitetail deer ambling through the yard is just one of the reasons Roy and I value country living. Knowing that bull and cow moose criss-cross our land is another reason. A variety of birds including nuthatches, blue jays, hummingbirds and more all visit our bird feeders and flowerbeds. Not long ago,… Read more »

From Where I Sit – A Room of Her Own

During a recent trip to Value Village, I was thrilled to find some books for my ever-expanding library. Getting three books (including two hardcovers) for $16.97 does my heart good. I love getting a helluva deal on something that I would have paid full price for. And who hasn’t suffered sticker shock at new book… Read more »

From Where I Sit – Shoulder Saga III

In addition to the pre-admission clinic I attended before my shoulder surgery, I also met with the co-investigator of a shoulder study being done at the Grey Nuns Hospital. This woman, a physical therapist, is a researcher in the “Early Mobilization Following Mini-Open Rotator Cuff Repair” study. I am potentially a candidate for the study,… Read more »

From Where I Sit – Shoulder Saga II

With just one week to go ’til surgery, I spent yesterday at the Grey Nuns Hospital in Edmonton. I was there for the pre-admission clinic, an appointment with a physical therapist, more x-rays and, of course, all the waiting, waiting, and waiting that’s inherent with all things medical. Upon arrival, I was given a sheaf… Read more »

From Where I Sit – Taking Care of the Girls

I come from a family of busty women. This, as you can imagine, has been both a blessing and a curse, depending on the time in my life. Back in the day, and perhaps now as well, it was a badge of honour to be the first person in your class to be wearing a… Read more »

From Where I Sit – Shoulder Saga Part 1

In February 1999, I slipped and fell in an icy parking lot outside an Edmonton flea market. Unseasonable weather had covered the ice with puddles of water. Instinctively I stuck out my right arm to break my fall. While I didn’t break any bones, I believe I’m still living with the consequences of the impact… Read more »

From Where I Sit – Thank You, Thank You, Thank You

Oprah and others have long advocated the benefits of keeping a gratitude journal. It’s supposed to create mindfulness. And say “thank you” for blessings, even when some days there doesn’t appear to be a single thing to be grateful for. On some cosmic level, it changes our focus from bitching and complaining and wanting, wanting,… Read more »

From Where I Sit – Stop Dead

I live just a few miles away from the intersection of Secondary Highways 855 and 637. The intersection is a four-way stop marked by oversized stop signs, flashing red lights and rumble strips. From two directions, if you’re a gambling person you could probably blow the stop sign and live to talk about it. For… Read more »

From Where I Sit – Financial Well-Being

Only one in five Canadians are confident in their financial ability. Two-thirds of Canadians are functionally illiterate when it comes to investing. Most Canadians need access to financial information and advice. These are just some of the findings of the “2005 Symposium on Canadians and their Money” attended by 150 people from the public sector,… Read more »

From Where I Sit – ‘Til Death do Us Part

As the 2006 summer wedding season draws to a close, I can’t help but look back fondly at the weddings I’ve officiated since my appointment as a marriage commissioner. My own thirty-three year old marriage (did I mention I was a child bride?) obviously colours my perspective. I wonder which of these marriages will take,… Read more »