Legend has it that when you die your life flashes before you. That may be true but since no one has ever lived to tell the tale, we’ll never really know for sure, will we?...
Building a life in Victoria was my field of dreams. I landed here on July 1, 1991 filled with equal parts excitement and terror. Looking forward with hope but restrained optimism....
Today we raise our fists high and put our hands together in celebration of our Feature Girl Warrior, marketing, advertising and communications professional, Tracie Clayton, the...
This is a very personal message from my heart to yours. This time of year always brings me to a place of reflection, contemplation and introspection. Maybe it has something to do...
Make this the year you piss or get off the pot Girl Warrior. This is your great big powerful year where you kick all the excuses, delaying tactics, postponing, stalling and...
I’m not much of a dreamer. At least not at night when I’m asleep. I do a lot of daydreaming. But the other thing, not so much. I guess technically, I do dream. We...
I have a best friend. Ma always told me that if I had one really good friend in life, then I was truly blessed. She was right. And I do. I was reminded of this on Saturday...
I own a home. Truthfully, I own it with my husband and the bank. For the most part I don’t think about the bank partnership, except for when it comes time to renew our...
Don’t be a shrinking violet Girl Warrior. Ever. No, not ever. Not for any reason. Not for any person. Not in any situation. Under no circumstances or conditions. Do not make...
Listen up Girl Warrior. Listen attentively and actively when someone is speaking to you. Listen empathically. Sympathetically. Conscientiously. Listen with your ears. Listen with...
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.
