The cost of (my) comfort

The cost of (my) comfort

It has been a profoundly difficult few weeks to live in Treaty territory and the homeland of the Metis. To live in a land that welcomes people to safety but cannot guarantee it. The discovery of 215 children in a grave confirmed what elders and family members have...
The Space Created by Love…

The Space Created by Love…

Space is not a word I associated with love for most of my life. I grew up longing for the freedom of stretching further away from the intimacy of my family and small, Saskatchewan town. I sat in the farm house window sill in my bedroom, staring up at the expansive,...
On the evolution of love over a lifetime…

On the evolution of love over a lifetime…

Fluffy snow covered the sidewalk when I opened the garage door to leave for work. The garbage bin sat peacefully under the streetlight on the curb, waiting to be replaced by the recycle bin. I grabbed the shovel while my husband dressed kids inside the house,...