You always have a home to come back to
It was May 2010 and I sat in my car outside of my grocery store job talking on the phone to my cousin Stacey. She had been living in Calgary…
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Embracing Myself as a Métis Woman and Teacher
This past month I bought a ribbon skirt. A ribbon skirt is worn by indigenous women. It’s a way of showing your indigenous heritage, showing resilience, and some even say it…
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Lessons From My Quirky Kid
When I was 9-years old, my elementary school asked us to fill out a ‘time capsule‘ template to be buried for 25 years. While I vaguely remember doing it, I…
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A Welcomed Distraction
It’s still a struggle, people. While I understand that I’m closer than I’ve ever been to being able to hug people outside of my household in the past 15 months,…
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She’s the Man, man!
In my last post I was feeling a little miserable, and tried to cheer myself up by writing about one of the ways I find comfort – through food (specifically pizza)….
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Love is Alive in Community
When I was younger the word “community” did not hold much meaning to me. I thought of my community as the town where I lived; simply the geographical space that…
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Some Pizza Mind
If you live in Ontario and are in and around the GTA, it’s been one hell of a past week. Things are feeling bleak and though I thought I had…
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Sister, Sister
The earliest memory I have of my sister is still a bit hazy. But it’s been told to me over and over again by my mom when she wanted to…
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Pay it Forward
This post’s intention is to inspire generosity. Do all the good you can, By all the means you can, In all the ways you can, In all the places you…
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New Year’s Resolutions or the Lack Thereof?
I don’t normally make New Year resolutions. They just haven’t been my style. While it’s a nice thought to have a fresh start on day one of the new calendar…
