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YESSSSS… I’m home, and this is my home and native land. Most take it for granted. I’m truly sorry for that. I love you, Canada, and I wouldn’t live in any other country in the world. Yes, I’ve been fortunate enough to have experienced a few other countries in my lifetime, and I always give thanks and am grateful to have been born here.

Being old is a gift some don’t get to experience. Sure, we have our aches and pains and prolific roadmaps all over our bodies, disguised as wrinkles. I love waking up each morning in a warm, comfy bed, also something I never take for granted. I live in the best country in the world (Google it), and I had nothing to do with it. My dad fought in World War two to keep us free, and I’m always aware and grateful for this.

Here I sit in my lovely office/bedroom with three ‘living room style’ windows facing out onto my little world. The trees are still bare, but spring is in the air with the promise of what’s to come. I love spring the best, and the changing of the seasons always fills me with joy and wonder. The winters have been missing in my life because of my journeys south in my old age.

This year is different, and I’ve reconciled myself to spending my future winters back home; this is where my heart is. I can’t reconcile living in a country that is ruled by a pedophile and has no respect for women. That I did so for a previous term of his is on me. My politics are a part of who I am and living in a country that disrespects everything I believe in makes me an accomplice, period, and I’m so done with that.

So here I am back home for good and loving it. I should probably venture out onto my patio, but it is only 11 C (which is 51 F), a little chilly. I just googled my winter home, and it’s 78°F right now. Don’t care (well, maybe just a little, lol), I would definitely be outside writing my blog if I were there, though.

update: I just moved myself out onto my deck/patio, and I’m quite comfy, insert smiley face here! A man in a motorized wheelchair just passed by on the sidewalk below, which runs adjacent to the road. He was by himself, and how lucky am I? Being mobile is important as we age; we need to get out and about. I’m not here to whine about getting old, rather I’m counting my blessings to be home and safe and free and… and…

Giving thanks should be a part of our everyday life, don’t you think?  It’s important to live each day as well; it took a life-changing moment in time for me to realize this. We are only here today, the here and now, but how many of us live our lives on hold, I wonder? I certainly used to do this, but a freak accident helped change my perspective on life, and for that I’m honestly eternally grateful.

My life is changing yet again in unexpected ways I would never have imagined. Selling my place down south was a hard decision for me to make, but I had to. We each have our own moral values and our own points of view, and I respect that. Unfortunately, my experiences have made me understand that I just can’t live in a country that is against everything I stand for. It’s just that simple.

Not being able to speak my own mind (which I do here in my own country … with ease, btw) is stifling.  Trust me, this is a biggie. In Canada, everyone is friendly, and having to guard our speech is crazy. I kinda think that (now don’t hate on me for this … but)  everyone owns guns down there and maybe, just maybe, that’s why everyone is so careful with expressing their feelings/thoughts, or what they believe?

This was something that came to me as I was trying to figure stuff out, which I’m always doing, lol. Anyways that’s all in the past, and this is the present. I’ve decided to also share what is happening in my life right now. I started what I thought was a podcast over four months ago. I’m totally IT challenged and believe me when I say I know nothing about podcasting.

See, it’s this way. Sharing my experiences getting older was/is important to me. I thought my life was over going through menopause, and it was a traumatic experience. That my life changed dramatically after age sixty was and is still freaking amazing and full of surprises I could never have imagined.

Okay, a few of you know this, but most do not. Turns out my Podcast is not a podcast; it’s a YouTube video. I’m over four months into it and still don’t know how to edit or whatever… BUT. Anyways, seems I’m a YouTuber (sounds like a teeny-bopper thing), and it’s gone viral. It went viral with a question asked by my granddaughter, “How old is too old to wear a thong?” My podcast is called Ask Nana Anything. I wanted to share that getting older is not a death sentence.

My intended audience was women over sixty or menopausal women; there is life after sixty. Well… long story short, my video went viral, and yes, it was 90% men that tuned in. I wasn’t very happy with that and needed to give myself an attitude adjustment. Why was I discriminating against men?  Soooooo, what followed from that is now history and is ongoing.

My YouTube Channel for those of you who are curious is @asknana123. I’m proud of it, it’s real, and it’s me just giving my thoughts on my older life. I’m not an expert on anything, nor do I profess to be. I also don’t shy away from much; we’ll all be dead soon enough.

It’s challenging, but I’m up for it. I’m also in the setting-up stages of another YouTube experience. This one will be dealing with our Too Lazy to Cook-Books. So, my life is taking me in a lot of different directions right now, and I’m okay with this. Thanks to all of you who read my blog and follow along on my journey here. I hope not to bore you; that would be the worst.

I think this could be an intro to my next YouTube channel, what do you think? @asknana123/a way to a man’s heart is through his stomach

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May 2nd, 2026