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Biking Through the Years: From Country Roads to City Loops

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  When I think back to my childhood, one memory that stands out is learning to ride a bike. It didn’t come as quickly for me as it did for my friends. While many of them had mastered it by age six, I didn’t quite get the hang of it until I was seven. At the time, I remember feeling pretty upset about being "behind." But once I figured it out, there was no stopping me. In those early years, we lived out in the country, so most of my biking adventures were confined to riding up and down our long driveway. Occasionally, I’d bike along the dirt road nearby. But my favorite biking memories began after we moved to Penticton. That’s when family bike rides became a thing. I especially remember one of our first rides along a popular area called “The Channel.” Everything was going smoothly—until my brother suddenly slammed into the back of my other brother. The cause? A snake had slithered across the path, startling him into an abrupt stop. It shook all of us up a bit, but thankfully...
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Living with Bipolar: Between Strength and Struggle

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May 16th marked five years since I received my bipolar diagnosis. It’s been a journey — one filled with highs and lows — but today, I’m grateful to say I’m stable on my medication and, in many ways, doing well. To those around me, I may look like I have it all together. On the outside, it might seem like I’m thriving — and in some areas, I am. But the reality is that I still struggle. Living with bipolar isn’t a one-time hurdle; it’s a daily balancing act . Lately, I’ve noticed something: whenever the weather shifts to rain , I start to sink. Not into a severe depression, but a moderate, persistent low . This has been especially true this spring — and as I reflect, I realize this happens pretty much every time it rains. While I do my best to focus on positive things to lift my mood, it doesn’t always work. Some days, all I want is to wrap myself in a blanket and lie in a fetal position on my bed . But sometimes I can’t. I’m still a mom , and my kids need me. That’s a reality that ...
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