Hi friends!

I’m turning 50 in a couple of weeks—and at the moment, even walking isn’t something I take for granted.

Over the past few years, I’ve been dealing with ongoing hip issues - and now, a disc herniation! Nothing life-altering, but enough to make me very aware of things I used to do without thinking—like moving freely, or not negotiating with my own body before standing up.

And yet.

This year, I’m once again taking part in the IG Wealth Management Walk for Alzheimer’s. I've kicked off my fundraising by making a personal donation of $500.00 - and I'm hoping you can help me reach my goal of $4000 by donating yourself.

Despite my injuries. Partly because I’m stubborn. But mostly because I know how much this matters.

In the work I do every day as CEO of this remarkable organisation, I see what dementia really looks like—not just the diagnosis, but the ripple effect it has on families, relationships, and the quiet moments people don’t talk about enough.

I also know that staying active—physically, socially, mentally—is one of the most important ways we can support brain health over time.

So yes, the timing of all this is a little ironic.

But maybe that’s the point.

Movement isn’t just something we do when it’s easy, and connection isn’t something we offer when it’s convenient.

And care—real care—should never stop at the basics.

In Nova Scotia, we’ve gotten a bit too comfortable with “good enough” when it comes to dementia care. The minimum. The essentials. And we’ve quietly treated things like emotional support, dignity, and quality of life as optional extras.

They’re not.

So this year, I’m doing something a little different for my birthday.

If you were thinking of getting me a gift (or not!), I’d love it if you’d consider making a donation instead.

Every dollar helps ensure that people navigating dementia don’t just get information—but also get support, connection, and a sense that they’re not doing this alone.

That’s the standard we should be aiming for.

If you’re able to give, thank you.
If not, sharing this means a lot.

And if you’re walking too—come find me. I’ll be the one moving with purpose… and a slightly more cautious gait than I had planned.

In the immortal words of Dorothy, Rose, Blanche, and Sofia - thank you for being a friend!