Just A Gal From Glidden: Mom, memories, and moments that mattered in 2025
By Kate Winquist
Now that 2025 has come to a close, I want to share some of my favourite moments from my Just A Gal From Glidden columns. This past year, I reflected on life in west-central Saskatchewan — the joys, the challenges, the small victories, and the memories that shape who we are.
I’ve chosen excerpts from my columns, lightly edited for print, to give readers a sense of the year I experienced. They remind me why I love this community and why I keep writing — even in the quiet moments between deadlines.
Welcome Home, Mom and Dad
Mother’s Day felt different this year. I couldn’t call my mom as I had for decades, but I drove back to Glidden with both my parents’ ashes and felt a profound sense of peace. Laying them to rest together, I felt connected to my roots in a way I hadn’t before.
The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly
I had one of those weeks where everything seemed to happen at once — community celebrations, looming deadlines, and unexpected frustrations that tested my patience. Yet through it all, seeing neighbours come together and volunteers step up reminded me why small-town life is so special.
Ink-Stained and Hooked
I reflected on my lifelong connection to newspapers — from the smell of ink and paste-up machines to running my own local publications. Telling local stories keeps me grounded, even as the tools and technology change.
Striving, Serving, and Shining
Watching students, athletes, and volunteers quietly pursue excellence across the region inspires me. These stories are proof that community is built on effort, service, and pride.
Riders Finally Deliver Sweet Revenge
When the Saskatchewan Roughriders won the Grey Cup, I felt the joy of years of heartbreak lift. Sports have a way of uniting people, and I loved celebrating that victory with my family and all of Rider Nation.
Hallelujah and Big Balls
Music has always been a thread in my life, connecting memory, laughter, and love. This year, it reminded me of my mom and the joy we shared — a comforting presence, even when she was no longer here.
Do Not Be Afraid: There Is Good News
As the year ended, I wanted to remind myself — and my readers — that even in uncertain times, good news and kindness still matter. There is always something to celebrate, even in the smallest moments.
Looking ahead, I plan to continue writing this column as a tribute to my mom. Even after her passing, I have felt her guidance throughout the year. I truly believe I was sent back to my roots for a purpose, even if I didn’t understand it at the time. Writing these stories helps me honour her memory, share meaningful moments with readers, and continue the work that has always given my life direction.
Looking back helps me move forward, and sharing these moments reminds me — and I hope it reminds you too — of the beauty in everyday life.