I want to… Go for a walk without being afraid of anything Go for lunch without making complicated plans Go to shops and touch things that catch my eye Go to a movie with a...
My word for last year is “shocking.” Everything shocked me. And I’m not one to be easily shocked. Startled, yes. Taken by surprise, absolutely. Caught unawares, often....
Today we raise our fists high and put our hands together in celebration of our Feature Girl Warrior, MD and Anesthesiologist from Tehran Medicine University, Soheila Mokmeli, a...
When I experienced the initial taste of the Covid-19 pandemic I thought, like many, that this would be a short-lived-quarantined-lock-down-mask-wearing moment. A blip in our lives...
On the last day of work before the agency dispersed to work at our respective homes, I hugged a girl. I’m not really a big huggy person, except with my family. And even then,...
Dear Girl Warriors, For the past two weeks I have been trying to think of something to say to you. Something good. Something inspiring. Something helpful. Something. Then I...
As far back as I can remember, I wrote. Private young-girl thoughts in secret diaries, then poetry filled with teenage angst and dark poetry peppered with profanity. I wrote daily letters to God in Hilroy notebooks, short stories and poems for kids, sad country songs, and raw truth-telling stories about life growing up in a blue-collar neighbourhood in Northwestern Ontario. These are those stories and poems.
