Thank you to the fire marshal who evacuated my daughter's daycare when there was a gas leak at a construction site near by. Thank you daycare staff for getting every single child to a safe place. Thank you Bell/Aliant building for being the place they went. Thank you St. Matthew's Church/Circus School for taking in the children until parents could be reached and could come get their kids. Thank you again daycare staff for keeping the kids safe and happy and untroubled. Thank you even more daycare staff for keeping your cool, for showing our kids that crazy things happen and that's OK because we, together, are OK. Thank you daycare staff for loving our kids day after day, not just in emergencies but in the monotony of routine where the weeks pass and yet every day is a gift. Thank you Village for helping me raise my kid. She'll pay it forward. —Happy Happy Mama

To the gentleman who helped me push my new-to-me used car from the gas station into the adjacent tavern parking lot when it died on me after 10 minutes of car ownership: Thank you so, so very much for stopping to help a stranger. I'm sorry your planned run got ruined from pushing that fucking land yacht :( You're a good guy. Thank you. —Dead Car Owner

I'm not sure what you're doing with your current partner. I know we're both thinking the same thing, and I will be patient. —eah

I want to say thank you , you may not see yourself as beautiful, because as you said" your fluffy " but that fluff only makes you more beautiful. You were not concerned when the women were saying how your tattoos were "too much" BUT I loved them all from the wings across your neck down to the birds and anchors on your chest , around the flowers and portraits on your arms to the lovely ladies on your legs and even Mr Toast as you laughingly called him on your hand. I love how you embrace them all and that my lady is what makes you BEAUTIFUL. THANK YOU FOR BEING YOU —regret-ably not inked

Can we kiss secretly, i know you have a girlfriend, and i know i'm to young for you and your too old for me. But maybe we can just kiss anyways. I really like you and I want to kiss you. —Only a kiss

Hi. You were doing your x-ctry ski training on the trail yesterday, on the Bayers Lake section. You look stunning and focused. I admire the discipline you have and the self motivation required to be a high-performance athlete while striving to reach your goals. And your brilliant, natural smile is fabulous. I was the guy race training on the white Giant road bike wearing my big red Canada mitts. It would be terrific to have a chat with you sometime. Perhaps you will message me someday. Well done on your training. Stay strong!! —Cycleboy

Just want to express my appreciation of the director who is leaving my organization in November. She came into my office most days to say ‘hello’ and read the quote of the day on the calendar. We all liked this gesture very much and we are sorry to see her go. The HRM will be lucky to have her. —One of the blues

You MUST know how much of a dreamboat you are. A STRANGE one, to be sure, but nonetheless a person whose presence makes me feel certain......feelings.....very strongly....especially in instances of physical contact. LIKE FIRE! WHOOO MAN! You exude a self-assuredness that I'm not even sure you know you exude (but how could you not?). I struggle to express this without straight up objectifying you: YOU ARE VERY SEXY the way you bike around and jump/climb up on top of stuff and change the rules. Damn. I am extremely attracted to you, and I am at least a little bit embarrassed by how attracted to you I am. Why? Because I feel like EVERYONE must be attracted to you.

I honestly didn't know whether to submit this as a BITCH or a LOVE. There are almost equal elements of both, really. I hate that I love you! Do I? No... I just don't like the awkward, bumbling way that I try to seem cool and nonchalant when I'm around you. Because I can't imagine that I'm the only one who has fallen for you. Everyone thinks you're soooo great and stylish and funny and cool and a good leader and whoop-dee-fuckin'-doo. There are elements of your behaviour that irritate me to no end, including your bossy streak that I lash out against, or begrudgingly comply with, depending on the circumstances. But all of my frustration and annoyance is quickly and repeatedly quashed by my ENORMOUS CRUSH ON YOU.

You wanna maybe just like...cuddle and make out? It doesn't even have to be that sexual. But it also COULD be, and I imagine that would go VERY well.

Is it at all possible that you also feel this way? Is it at all possible that the electric buzz I feel when I'm close to you isn't only on my end? Could that be...chemistry, maybe? I think we could have MAD chemistry.

:^)

—A Nice Lady

A whole hearted big love embrace to whomever kept making a hole in the fence when it was chain link and who courteously just moves a section of the new one. We love you mystery fence remover and we suspect we aren't the only ones! —a thankful neighbour

Please stop telling me I'm beautiful. It hurts me, and I don't know how to tell you this. It hurts because it makes me feel. I don't want to feel. I am the type of person who feels passionately and ends up getting hurt when I do. That's why I settled for mediocre. Mediocre doesn't break my heart. Mediocre loves me and wouldn't hurt me. I know that I am cursed to live the rest of my life without true passion or happiness and that's what I deserve for the abundance of bad choices I have made. Choices I continue to make. It's ok though. I take responsibility for everything I've ever done and although I know that I am a mess and not worthy of the passion and love that I constantly seek, it still hurts when you say those words to me. —Wishes I were smart enough to walk away