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How It All Ends It’s January first, the dawning of a new year. As has become our tradition we celebrated New Year’s Eve with a quiet...

Not As It Seems It’s December 2023 and Christmas is just around the corner. Such a mild winter, our kids were bemoaning the lack of snow...

A Good Start I haven’t known where to start with this. I think I just kept waiting for the resolution, the grand finale. I’ve been...

Where am I? That seems to always be the first thing I want to start with — I’m on my friend Jeni’s couch in her gorgeous, ultra-feminine,...

It's been one week since we left our Barriefield house. Even though I had been anticipating for quite some time how it would feel to make...

I sit in the faded red rocking chair, feeling the sun hot upon my skin, the slightest breeze just easing the heat. I'm grieving the...

Once upon a time there was a woman who loved many different things. She was a momma and loved being home with her littles, cherishing the...

I’ve never felt particularly attached to things. Sure, if you’ve ever been in my space, you know that I like to have beautiful little...

The days and weeks and months are flying by. We’re closing on two months of being back in Canada which seems impossible in a way. We...

I travelled to Thailand alone when I was 20. It was shortly after 9/11 and the world of travel changed from being luxurious and exciting...

The beauty of the south of Costa Rica, Uvita and Ojochal specifically, was astounding. The brilliant iridescent blue Morpho butterflies,...

In May of 2019 we had just gotten back from a three month RV tour of the US and western Canada. I was 8 months pregnant with Edie and we...

I walked back down the hill and watched as a huge morpho butterfly fluttered by me, its massive iridescent blue wings glinting in the...

Fast forward nearly 6 weeks into this journey and I have yet to take that breath. That’s not entirely true, I have experienced moments of...

But wherever you go, there you are. Have you heard that expression? Though our geographical location has changed by some 4000 miles south...

Imagine yourself at a game of tug of war. See yourself, which side you’re on. Feel the rope twisting around your hands, the weight of it,...

I remember once when I got my two dollar allowance (remember two dollar bills?!) and I promptly gave it to a man begging on the street....

The alternative title for this was: “How’s your nervous system? Pretty fucking fucked I’ll bet!” I just wasn’t sure if that was coming on...

We forget that we are the only ones who can truly know our experience, the manual can’t apply to you because it wasn’t written about you....

I recognize in myself that I tend to want to live in fairy tales, I want to read them and I want to write them. I sat down many times...