Because when I was in my teens and twenties out at night in my sleepy suburban neighbourhood, I would sandwich my keys between my fingers as a weapon. Just like the girls were taught in school. Just in case. Because…
Because when I was in my teens and twenties out at night in my sleepy suburban neighbourhood, I would sandwich my keys between my fingers as a weapon. Just like the girls were taught in school. Just in case. Because…
There’s been a persistent dialogue running like a broken record in my head over the last couple of weeks. Psst. Hey you. You’ve been kinda lazy lately, eh? (P.S. my inside voice is so very Canadiana.) When was the last…
“Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?” ~ Mary Oliver I mean, you may have lived a hundred before and you may come back again as a cat, or a tulip.…
It was this Sunday last year. The last day of the long weekend. And as I search my mind, I can’t honestly recall if it was sunny because there was a dark cloud following me everywhere I went and a…