Three years ago, I fell in love with the Atlantic. I jiggered my my life around to live by the sea and since being here, Nova Scotia has pulled me in deeper. Lately, though, I hear Ontario calling. … More A love story, wild cranberries and streetlights.
It just wouldn’t be fair if I didn’t share the bad with the good. Get ready to feel really good about wherever your life is at the moment by having an close up and personal peek into my cluster *uck summer. … More My summer of discontent.
Though life in Waterloo moves on without me, it always seems to make room to let me back in, and then some. … More Home again
A phone call is still the quickest way back when you’re far from home. Magic lives at the other end of the ring. … More Figuring out home
The boys are back in town! Four 23 year old six+ footers squeeze into the Halifax cave. For a week. Hello fun. … More Girl living in boyland, redux.
The best way to get to know anywhere is by feet, even Toronto. My feet found the lake and plenty more along the way. … More Toronto by feet.
If I’ve learned anything in my almost-55 years on earth, it is to not turn my away from grief. So, in this post, I don’t. Mourning is normal, natural and necessary, and eventually, it will give way. … More Endings
Twas a Christmas road trip adventure to drive across the country with a nine pound dog. But I did it because that’s what you do for love and for family. … More What I did for dog