Thank you for September.

We’re approaching Thanksgiving, so this post is about giving thanks.  More specifically, it’s about giving thanks to my team at work, who do such a great job and who I’m so grateful to have.

We have had a crazy month at Burlington Sports & Spine Clinic.  As you may know, our clinic is a part of the Complete Concussion Management national network of clinics, and as such, baseline concussion testing has become a big part of what we do.  For the last several years, that’s meant that we schedule a couple of September weekends dedicated to conducting pre-season baseline tests of hockey teams.  This year, that meant three full two-day weekends, and well over 400 baseline tests performed.  We collect valuable data on each player to compare against, should the player become concussed in-season, and this allows us to make safer, more reliable return-to-play decisions.  It’s a great program, and we’re happy to be involved with it, but the logistics are demanding, and that’s where the thanks comes in.  Thank you to Emilia, who kept this ship sailing with late Friday nights and long days on Sundays.  Thank you to Dave, who organized and planned and made this all happen.  Thank you to Amber, Kristy, Mike, Damian, and Britnie, who keep the clinic running smoothly while all this “extra” takes place every September.

A big part of my job, and one of the things I enjoy the most, is talking with my patients.  And what I hear again and again, are work stories that make people happy versus work stories that make people unhappy.  Work is a big part of many of our lives, and I’m ever so thankful that I’ve found a crew to make workdays fun.  They say that you’re the sum of the five people that you spend the most time with, and in September, I was the sum of the people at Burlington Sports & Spine.  Thank you for that.

I won’t bore you with the details of the other side of my life in September: the teacher/football coach husband, the back-to-school rush of two young kids, the puppy, and let’s throw a half marathon in there (bad idea), but I will say I’m thankful for it all.  I’m thankful for the choices I’ve made to get me to this point in life, the opportunities I’ve been given, and the luck that’s come my way.

And as I look towards October, I’m thankful for an under-scheduled Thanksgiving weekend and for the chance to restore some balance and take a breath.


I am Thankful for the Start.

***This post was originally written as a Guest Blog post for***

“Would you be able to write a short and sweet story about being grateful, thankful, or what Thanksgiving means to your kids”?  This email popped into my Inbox from Momstown’s Director of Marketing and Media last week, and I’ve been thinking about it all weekend.

The part that’s been stumping me is where to start.  There is no doubt that I am over-the-top thankful for all of the things that I have in my life, and I do pause each day to consciously reflect on my gratitude and give thanks.  Believe me, I don’t take it for granted.  But, again, where do I start?  I guess I start at the start.

I am thankful that I finished my degree at the University of Calgary and still didn’t know what I wanted to do with my life.

I am thankful that I got a receptionist job at a sports-based chiropractic clinic and found the path to my future.

I am thankful that I applied to Chiropractic College in Toronto, and moved my life across the country the following year.

I am thankful that I said yes to a classmate’s offer to set me up on a blind date.

I am thankful that I knew from the very first night that I met him, that he was “the one”.

I am thankful for choices and coincidences, fate and luck, and right-time-right-place moments.

I am thankful for my husband, because he’s the start.  He’s where it all began.  He’s the one who gave me my incredible children and helped me build this wonderful life we are lucky enough to share today.

I am thankful for the start.