Michaëlle Jean.

I guess I will have to finally raise a white flag and surrender. Now that the Governor General has publicly confirmed that her term will not be extended, one is left with the feeling that she will have to find other avenues to put her talents to work.

Very few people in this country of ours can legitimately claim to have made a difference in our society but Michaëlle Jean is definitely one of them. She took Canada and Canadians to a new place -- where we felt better about ourselves and each other. The Governor General showed us through her own actions how much potential we all have as individuals and how each of us can make that special difference.

I, for one, am looking forward to her second act. No doubt it will be more than memorable. In the words of Robert Frost:

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there's some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.