Finding Gratitude
For 30 years, Thanksgiving was a wound I didn’t know how to stop reopening. It wasn’t the turkey or the…
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For 30 years, Thanksgiving was a wound I didn’t know how to stop reopening. It wasn’t the turkey or the…
Continue ReadingIt is the time of year when we focus on blessings, gratitude, and gifts—both giving and receiving. I was the…
Continue ReadingFor years, I mistook endurance for strength. I wore survival like a crown, holding myself upright through heartbreaks, disappointments, and betrayals.…
Continue ReadingThere’s a kind of loss rarely talked about. It doesn’t come with a funeral service or casseroles from friends. There’s…
Continue ReadingIt started like any ordinary weeknight dinner. Except this night, my teenage son sat at the table, head in his…
Continue ReadingIt all started with tomatoes. After we moved, a neighbor invited us to pick from the abundance in her and…
Continue ReadingI want my daughter to love her body no matter its size. So why, then, am I, her mother, on…
Continue ReadingI talk to my flowers. Sunday school and science class both taught me that they listen and grow according to…
Continue ReadingAn open letter to youth hockey: The tape is still wet on the stick of my second-year bantam who ended…
Continue ReadingI never thought the girl I used to hang out with in Grade 5, talking about Trolls and Tamagotchis with,…
Continue ReadingMy daughter and I went on a run the other morning, and it started out perfectly. Sun rising, birds singing,…
Continue ReadingDid you know October is National Opioid-Exposed Children Awareness Month? I didn’t know it existed until last year. No mom…
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