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“Little drops of water, Little grains of sand, Make the mighty ocean and the pleasant land. Thus the little minutes, Humble though they be, Make the mighty ages Of eternity.” ― Julia Abigail Fletcher Carney I was listening to the song “Little Things” by One Direction on my way to work and I was reminded of two things: one, that often I overlook simple gestures that people do for me; and two, sometimes I fail to notice already the cute nuisances that people I love do to me. Living a fast-paced and highly stressful life makes us so focused and unable to appreciate already these two simple yet important ‘little things’ and because of that, we are missing out on the happiness that they bring. We no longer realize that these small things are the ones that are making us get through every challenging day of our lives. More than what the song says, I was reminded not to let these little things slip out of my heart and mind, as I should always acknowledge and s

I had my executive check-up two months ago and my lipid levels are way up. It was expected as my BMI was already in the obese range that time. It was a wake-up call and so I resolved to bring all the health metrics within the normal range. I have lost 20 pounds since but I need to lose two times more to get to my ideal weight for my height. Sometimes when we subject ourselves to health check, we have the tendency to ‘cheat’ our way to get better results. I am sure some have tried not eating pork or beef one or two days before the blood extraction, hoping to get lower lipid levels. Guess what? We might be fooling ourselves! A study published this November in the Archive of Internal Medicine showed that fasting time prior to the blood draw had little association with lipid subclass levels. Data for the study came from the records of Calgary Laboratory Services, which is the sole supplier of laboratory services for Calgary, and a population of about 1.4 million people.

By Pam Peters-Pries Why do we remember the dead? We remember simply because we loved them, and we long to see them again. We remember because we can't help it. We remember the dead because we know that we will also die. We confront the mystery of the end of life and wonder what it was like for those we loved and what it will be like for us. What will it be like to be in heaven, to be with God? To be free of pain and sorrow? Will we see our parents, our spouse, our friends who have gone before us? Will we be able to look down and keep an eye on those who are dear to us, or watch them gather around our own casket and listen to them tell stories about us? We remember the dead to honor their lives and to learn how to live. To demonstrate that although they no longer walk with us, sit with us or talk with us, the impact of their lives on ours is not forgotten, nor is it finished. We remember the dead, their lives, the goodbyes we shared or wish we had shared. W