by Leah Perrault | Apr 10, 2018
The last several days frosted an intricate pattern of heart break over my eyes. Friday, 15 people from the Humboldt Broncos hockey franchise died in a tragic bus collision just hours from my front door. More than 100 people killed Saturday in Syria, between air...
by Leah Perrault | Mar 28, 2018
Rising should be the easy part, no? After the fear, the suffering, the darkness, the hard work, and the waiting, I feel like rising should be effortless. Despite that, I feel weighted down by resistance to rising. This should not be a surprise; at this same time...
by Leah Perrault | Dec 12, 2017
Last night, I removed my sister’s name from the Christmas address list. I was clinging to the letters of her name typed into a cell in a spreadsheet. I pressed the delete key slowly and then moved her children to new lines. Tears streamed down my cheeks. She died...
by Leah Perrault | Sep 26, 2017
Things are well at our house, at least when it comes to cupcakes. Every fall, our family picks coloured leaves, sharpens pencils, and gets ready for the first of two clustered birthday seasons. We make a little banner for the kitchen, tie balloons to the appropriate...
by Leah Perrault | Aug 24, 2017
I am lost. The weird thing about this lost, however, is that I am lost in the most familiar places – my home, my relationships, my life. One thing has changed, but that one thing has changed everything. Lost is a place too, a place of feeling unsettled, disoriented,...
