Through Rose Coloured Glasses
Earlier this month, I attended a vigil at St. Albans Cathedral. The vigil was held in honour of National Suicide Prevention Day. It was a moving and emotional celebration. It was obvious that almost everyone there had been touched by suicide and knew the pain caused by it.
It seems that summer went by far too quickly this year. Suddenly, fall is in the air and life is settling back into routines. For many people, that routine includes the return to school for their children and the many extracurricular activities available such as sports and dance. After a slower-paced summer of long days and little routine, life picks up again and moves at a much quicker pace. As this time of year always does, it brings back memories of when I was student and the nervous anticipation I always felt during those dying days of August and when September loomed closer.
We get to enjoy a long weekend this week because of Labour Day. In Canada, we have celebrated Labour Day on the first Monday in September since the 1880’s. This day is set aside to acknowledge the sacrifices and vision of workers who came before us and fought for many of the benefits we now take for granted; things like a forty-hour week, an eight-hour day, sick leave and maternity leave and – yes, long week-ends.