This year brings a first I never expected: I won’t be able to vote in our city election.
We leave on holidays one day before absentee ballots become available, and for the first time in my life, I’ll be sitting on the sidelines. I’ve already done my homework, I know exactly who I would vote for, and I’m still adjusting to the idea that my ballot won’t be part of the count.
Last Sunday, one of the candidates for Mayor actually came to our strata. In all my years of voting, I’ve never had a candidate show up at my door. It was a reminder of how personal and local municipal politics can be — and how much these decisions shape the neighbourhoods we live in.
A Crowded Race
We have seven people running for Mayor this time. With a field that full, it’s impossible to guess who might win — and I won’t try. I know who I would like to see in the role, but elections have a way of surprising us.
And then there’s council.
Sixty-six candidates. I think that must be a record. It certainly feels like one. It’s almost dizzying to imagine voters trying to sort through that many names, backgrounds, and priorities.
Age and Leadership
One candidate for mayor is 82 years old. He’s served twice before, though he’s not the incumbent. If elected, his term would take him to age 86. I can’t help wishing we had an age limit for roles with this level of responsibility. Leadership demands stamina, clarity, and the ability to manage a city that’s growing and changing quickly. At some point, age becomes a factor — not out of disrespect, but out of realism.
Watching From Afar
Even though I won’t be casting a ballot, I’ll be following the results closely on my computer. Elections matter, especially municipal ones. They determine how our neighbourhoods grow, how our streets feel, and whether decisions are made for the people who live here — or for developers and special interest groups.
My hope is simple: Whoever wins, let them serve with integrity, transparency, and a genuine commitment to the community.
That’s all any of us can ask for.
If anyone is looking to check out our home for cash or furniture, our cash comes with us and our furniture is old. My 24 year old grandson will be staying in our house. I hope his rottweiler doesn't bother our neighbours.
