Opinion

I was wrong. I hate/love my 12 step program as it guides me in my life. I don't want to do what it says - when we were wrong we promptly admitted it (step 9).

It's June.

"Because I could not stop for Death - He kindly stopped for me." So begins the poem by Emily Dickinson, published posthumously in 1890. I apologize in advance to the English majors out there for butchering the meaning of it.

]By a streak of luck, our family is the lucky recipient of a used fish tank. I say lucky because fish tanks are outrageously expensive in my opinion, and had we had to buy a new fish tank, we would not have because I am cheap.

I was working on a more rational column this week, but I just need to rant. This time, instead of bashing those in authority, today, some self-righteous members of the general public are in my line of fiery thoughts.

Sometimes one must risk appearing foolish in order to speak a very deep truth. As a person of Middle Eastern ethnicity, I have long felt a tie to all peoples of that area of the world.

The marketing of a food can make a big difference in the decision to purchase.

Another column about me being wrong. Again, I love/hate this program as it reveals me to me. After all, I am all that I have--I came into the world on my own and will die all alone--(meaning you will not die in my death). I have only me in my world.

Sharon Hurd has dedicated her life to helping those in need, mostly through social work. Sharon was born in the small community of Birch Cliff, Ont. in 1939 and went to the same elementary school that her parents attended when they were children.

I grew up in a society with a patriarchal culture, in which women are supposed to stay home, taking care of kids and doing the housework. As a kid, there was no woman around me who I could call my role model.