Willy Skinner

Tonight we had our family Thanksgiving dinner with @roguenerdone.com ‘s mom, a couple of his kids, and a family friend. I am now in a food coma.

Alberta, please get out and vote. 🗳️ I believe this is one of the most consequential votes of our lifetime. The outcome will speak not only to the future of our province, but to our understanding of Canadian identity, democratic responsibility, and the obligations we have to future generations.

And let’s make that message strong enough that we are not repeatedly revisiting a question with such far-reaching consequences. Democracy is not a spectator sport. It requires informed citizens who are willing to participate, even when the stakes feel overwhelming.

Alberta, please get out and vote. 🗳️ I believe this is one of the most consequential votes of our lifetime. The outcome will speak not only to the future of our province, but to our understanding of Canadian identity, democratic responsibility, and the obligations we have to future generations.

Separation is not a decision to be taken lightly. It carries profound political, economic, and social implications that will extend far beyond the current political climate. We cannot afford to treat this as just another debate that will eventually fade from the headlines.

I absolutely love this idea! There’s something about giving old things a second life that really appeals to me. These repurposed doors have so much character, and together they make a fence that’s far more interesting than anything you could buy new.

At 53, I’ve realized something: it’s never too late to follow your dreams. For a long time, I thought a career was about finding the next opportunity, taking the next step and building something that made sense on paper. But maybe this next chapter is supposed to be about something more.

I’m going to follow the opportunities that excite me. I’m going to explore some dreams I’ve put on the shelf. And I’m going to believe in myself enough to see where they can take me. Maybe the dream changes as we get older. Maybe we finally get brave enough to chase it.

At 53, I’ve realized something: it’s never too late to follow your dreams. For a long time, I thought a career was about finding the next opportunity, taking the next step and building something that made sense on paper. But maybe this next chapter is supposed to be about something more.

It’s about the things I’ve always wanted to do. The ideas I’ve had but never pursued. The possibilities that excite me. The work that makes me curious and gets me out of bed wanting to build something. I’m not interested in simply recreating the career I’ve already had.

Sexual violence is something we need to talk about—not just when it makes the news, but all year long. One of the ways we can make a difference is by learning more, supporting survivors, and supporting the organizations doing this work every day. That’s why I’m asking you to do two things:

📚 Take one of SACE’s online courses. You don’t have to be an expert to understand consent, recognize the realities of sexual violence, and learn how we can all help create safer communities. Education is part of prevention. Compassion is part of support. And every one of us has a role to play.

Sexual violence is something we need to talk about—not just when it makes the news, but all year long. One of the ways we can make a difference is by learning more, supporting survivors, and supporting the organizations doing this work every day. That’s why I’m asking you to do two things:

The bear would not text 57 other bears and invite them to rape someone. Read that again. The bear doesn’t need a group chat. It doesn’t need 57 other bears to validate what it’s about to do. Accountability cannot stop with the person who commits the assault.

Today is the National Day for Truth and Reconciliation. Listen to survivors. Learn about residential schools and the children who never came home. Understand the intergenerational impacts. Recognize that reconciliation isn’t something we accomplish with one day of awareness each year.

My late husband chose the day he would die. And I was beside him when that day came. That sentence is incredibly difficult to write. But it’s also why I feel compelled to say something.

You can support MAID. You can oppose it. You can have complicated feelings about it. But whatever position you take, I believe we owe people the truth. Because behind every debate about MAID are people. People who are suffering. 
People who are making impossible decisions. 
People who love them.

My late husband chose the day he would die. And I was beside him when that day came. That sentence is incredibly difficult to write. But it’s also why I feel compelled to say something.

I know what it feels like to sit beside someone you love while they make one of the most profound decisions a person can make. I also know that my experience is just that—my experience. It doesn’t make me an expert on every aspect of MAID, and it doesn’t mean everyone’s circumstances are the same.

My late husband chose the day he would die. And I was beside him when that day came. That sentence is incredibly difficult to write. But it’s also why I feel compelled to say something.

Lately, I’ve been seeing a lot of misinformation about MAID online. Claims about what the process looks like, who can access it, what safeguards exist and how decisions are made. For me, this isn’t an abstract debate. It isn’t a political talking point. It’s part of my life.