Writing What I Won’t Say
Last week Stacey wrote a post about why she blogs (read it here). After reading it, it really got me thinking about why I’m here. Why do I sit down…
Last week Stacey wrote a post about why she blogs (read it here). After reading it, it really got me thinking about why I’m here. Why do I sit down…
I’ve spent a lot of time in the past few years of my life in the homes and lives of forever full-time caregivers. And I’m here to tell you, people,…
I’m not a religious coffee drinker but I am a sucker for a sweet, iced coffee from Starbucks. The pandemic took a lot of things away – but I’ve always…
As one of my final projects for my degree, I was given the task of reflecting on my life up to this point as it relates to disability. While you…
As you probably know, I work at a group home in London, Ontario for adults with disabilities. But, right now my time at the group home has been put on…
Dear Anti-Vaxxer, Hi. I’m Liza and I want to be your friend. Let’s make a few things clear: I am not writing you this letter to convince you to think…
If you’ve been following along with all my posts you’ll know that I am oh so very close to finishing my undergraduate degree in Disability Studies. You’ll know that university…
Shy Liza did not like first-year university. My residence roommate, who I had always dreamed about having as a life long best friend, moved out after three days and crushed…
I am happy to report that I have just started my final semester of my undergrad degree. I am equally as happy to report that I just survived my last…
A few years ago, I was working as a camp counsellor with a group of tweens with autism. It was four counsellors to five tweens; living, eating, and doing camp…