Back To My Roots


This is Althea Tedman writing again for you, seeing as my sister is still down.

She’s busy with all her medical interventions and treatments to try and survive the pain, and in the meantime, its still up to me to pick up the slack!

And let me tell you: with my four-year-old back to school, the husband back to work, and a new job for me, September was not an easy month at all!

But hey, I guess most of you feel it too; summer is finally over. The slight tremor in the trees announcing autumn. Over here, in the South of France, the cicadas have stopped singing and the crickets stay quiet at night.

I am very excited for this new year. I’m about to turn 30 and I finally got my first (and second) tattoo this summer. They were on my bucket list of things to do before 30, and I got them both on my left forearm representing my origins.

They are there as a guide, pushing me forward.

In honour of my grandmother and mother, I got my Maltese cross. To honour the rest of my family and far away origins, I got the MANU FORTI (With a strong hand) crest, which in the McKay clan crest (A dagger held erect).

My Scottish origins weren’t very important to me to begin with, but as I grew and advanced in life, I started to turn to my origins and history and fell deeply in love with Scotland and it’s culture and traditions.

This odd connection to a past beyond my time yet deeply rooted inside of me is impossible to ignore. That little nagging voice asking me to remember. I started to watch every documentary, research the lands and their history and read everything I could get my hands on that related to Scotland.

I highly recommend you check out The Outlander book series by Diana Gabaldon which has a TV series adaptation, and which I think is one of the most brilliantly written books I have every read. Her descriptions are spot on and the story is great. I mean, you need to like a little drama… but give it a try if you can!

Time to go as we all have much to do… good luck acolytes!

S.A TEDMAN (Team Soon30 Delacourt)

PS: At my wedding, my Dad came in a kilt, adorning the McKay Tartan and let me just say that that was one of the coolest things that ever happened to me.

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